me

i'm easily distracted. yes i am. i have sat down at least 20 times to buy Barry Manilow tickets at the Hollywood Bowl. then i remember, i wanted to put in some laundry, including what's on the bed which is another source of distraction, since then i need to sort the sheets by thread count and usability in summer months. how good the bed looks makes the bathroom look bad... so i have to wash and replace the towels in there too. then come back again.... oh i'll just turn on "it", the robotic vacuum cleaner. and get a drink. and some soup - seriously one teeny can serves 2.5 people??? in whhat world??! ok, back to ticketmaster! ohhh but there is a message on facebook - must just peek at that. which reminds me, i need to email that person a picture - which needs to be processed. oh yes, and i wanted to download pics from my camera. and quickly glance at the prices of the 15mm on amazon. and so it goes.........

i do not have one of those disorders though, ADD, OCD, whatever. personality disorders are for Americans only! i just have a busy mind. always. and look at all i got done while buying those tickets!

why oh why oh why when i ask my children to help... and they actually listen... do i live to regret ever asking for help. case in point: the two ever-empty dog food bowls that i fill up 25 times a day... so i asked Danny to fill them up and the dogs started to dance around the room with glee. ten minutes later he was still in the garage, singing 'i wike to move it, move it!' over and over and playing with all the 18month+ toys in the goodwill pile. "hey! dog food - remember??!" "oh yes, Mama! coming!!" and suddenly crash! spilled dog food all over the garage floor. and under the car. and inside all the shoes. and inside all the bags. and under the washer. and dryer. all out bawling! too distraught was he to help pick one single nugget of dog food up. thanks Danny... nice try anyway :(

sheesh, i don't know where he gets his inability to stay on track and his emotional outbursts from - must be his father :)