Ever had one of those days where you’re folding laundry and once you finish, you walk to the closet to hang up the clothes and notice that there is a bunch of (scrapbooking) stuff you haven’t used forever taking up space on the floor so you get distracted and abandon the clothes and focus instead on sorting through the endless decorative brads and chipboard letters and glittery stickers? And then, in the depths of your cardstock collection you find a screwdriver that belongs in the garage on your husband’s work bench so you walk out to drop it off and on the way you notice that the lint has accumulated to sneeze-worthy levels atop your dryer so you stop to wipe it off. But to wipe it off you have to go grab the spray cleaner from the kitchen. And when you get to the kitchen you find that you forgot to put away the butter after breakfast and so you open the fridge to put it away and notice that the refrigerator is in desperate need of a clean sweep. And you can’t very well continue to look at moldy grapes so you whip out your rubber gloves and baking soda but before you can even sterilize the fruit drawer the phone rings and it’s your dentist calling back to schedule that tooth extraction for your oldest daughter. So you remove the rubber gloves and walk back to the bedroom in search of your appointment book and you look and look but you can’t find it so you end up telling the dentist you’ll have to call them back momentarily. So you hang up with the dentist and set out in search of the lost calendar. But immediately you are distracted by the piles of freshly laundered clothes on your bed so you decide to just get those put away zippity quick before calling the dentist back. And as you remove that last pair of jeans from the bed, lo and behold, there is that darned appointment book.
Yeah, um, that’s how my day went. In my efforts to clean one mess I made a boatload more. And now I have to go back and organize my organization attempts.
I guess that’s what weekends are for.
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Yep, I’ve done that before!
Oh, I’ve been there. Like you said…there’s always the weekend.
I received my gift card today…thank you so much!
Will you please stop spying on me and my daily life!?!?! ;)
Yes! Yes, yes, yes!! That is EXACTLY how it works! Spooky. Were you watching me too today?
YOU ARE SO GOOD! THIS HAPPENS ALL THE TIME!
It does happen all the time! I hate it….plus, it makes you feel like it never ends.
Spending one entire day of my weekend cleaning is not my idea of fun. Some days
I skip it….that’s my confession. And some days I just throw everything into a closet to deal
with later…another confession!
No Way! I thought it was only me. What you’ve described is exactly how every day goes when I’m home. I get nothing done and wonder where the time went. I try to clean, but end up wandering from room to room. I do think you should scrap this journaling. You might want to go digi. No more mess of brads and papers lying around. :)
This sounds like me, every day. The think I usually tend to forget the most is eating. Until I’m shaking, then I remember I was going to get something to eat, like hours ago.
:)
That is so me — easily distractable and a procrastinator at heart!
Why, yes. I have. Every unmedicated day of having ADD, in fact.
Story of my life. Thanks for making me feel normal, I guess!
Oh my goodness, I feels comforting to know that I am not the only one that this happens to. This scenario sums my days…l
Jen
You have no idea how happy this post makes me….its nice to know I’m not alone!
kellie
Um…yes. Yes, I do. And since we moved recently, you can also add that every time you enter a room you find a new box that still needs to be unpacked since it is on the verge of becoming a permanent fixture. It’s like I don’t even notice the stack of stick packed boxes sitting in the middle of the floor because I’ve been walking around them for so long.
Are you watching me or something? Is this the Truman show? I do that ALL. THE. TIME. Seriously. Usually, I come to the computer to look up a recipe or Google some info and then find myself checking blogs. Ahem. Cough, cough. I guess I better get back to work now!
Yeah, every day. And Chris wonders why the house looks the way it does!
Found your blog through Musings of a Housewife. I always have great intentions of “cleaning up/organizing” my craft room but get distracted by the misc items I find that belong elsewhere or get lost in all the pictures that have yet to be scrapped. Another “you’re not alone” moment! PS: Also reminds me of those “If you give a pig a pancake” stories.