It’s Wednesday and my
turn to post.
Problem.
Although I’ve been contemplating
it since Sunday, I cannot come up with a single idea.
Currently, the most
important thing on my list is writing this post. However, what I’m thinking
about is the other things on my to-do list. Things that I absolutely can’t put
off again or have to be done today. So my focus is on trying to figure out how
to accomplish everything. Some of it I should have done yesterday but instead,
I spent the day trying to come up with an idea for this post.
Most of the day I was
scouring Facebook and websites looking for something to ignite an idea.
Not even a flash.
Next, I tried to going through
my list of partially finished attempts at posts trying to see if I had enough
of an idea to finish them. Which, of course, didn’t work. They are still
unfinished and likely to remain so for the conceivable future.
Then I attempted to read
through my past posts seeing if any of them sparked an idea. Ah, a flash, or two.
Nope. They didn’t
formulate a complete idea.
After spending hours on
that venture and having accomplished exactly nothing, I realize it’s the middle
of the night and I’m going to have to get some sleep sometime.
As late as it was, my
only coherent thought was that sleep sometimes produces ideas. It should at
least energize me enough to get some ideas flowing. However, I wasn’t sure I’d
wake up naturally with enough time to get my post written and online before it
was due.
I don’t normally use an
alarm because I generally wake up fairly early anyway. I don’t know if it’s
because of the sunlight coming in my bedroom window or the fact other people (Melinda)
are up and about, but the only time I sleep past seven is when I didn’t even go
to bed until the early hours of the morning. (I have to read sometime.) So,
wanting to make sure I was up with plenty of time to get this one task done, I
set an alarm.
My last thought before I
dosed off was hoping sleep would get my muse working and I’d wake up with more
than a flash of an idea.
I did not.
My brain is still focused
on everything I have to do.
I’m pretty sure I have at
least one bill due tomorrow so I can’t put off dealing with that chore another
day unless I want a late charge.
The dishes have been put
off far too long and someone will have to get them done unless we want to
continue washing what dishes we need every time we prepare something to eat.
But even before those
tasks, I have a routine doctor’s appointment this morning. So as soon as I get
something posted, I’m going to have to get breakfast, get bathed and dressed,
and then hightail it clear across town to see my doctor. The tough part is it
may take as much as an hour in traffic to get there. So I don’t have enough
time between now and then to accomplish all of that, and it’s all vital.
So instead of focusing on
writing, I’m trying to figure out how much time each task will take and when I
have to get them completed so that I’m not late.
Then, of course, my
stream of thought is interrupted because the pets need to be fed and Mabel is
currently on daily medicine because of some health issue involving her liver. (It's
antibiotics and they are doing their job. She’s already doing much better than
she was. Now she has to finish the course.) So I have to stop typing long
enough to make sure she takes her medicine.
Fortunately, she thinks
Pill Pockets (what we use to get the dogs to eat their pills) are a treat and is
always eager to gobble them up. So the most time-consuming part of the process
is getting her medicine wrapped in one of the Pill Pockets.
Though I’m also
interrupted by conversations with various family members about our washer springing
a leak in the middle of the night.
I have not investigated
this but Melinda did.
Not only did Tony stuff
the machine, mostly with jeans and towels (i.e.: bulky stuff), but he didn’t
take the setting off of delicate. We’re pretty sure it just didn’t spin out
completely.
To test her theory she
got Royce to put his load of wash in.
Yes, no leaks, and the
washer seems to be working fine. Thankfully, because we cannot afford another
issue.
So that is my stream of
thought for the day.
Smile. Make the day a brighter
day.
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