brainless

If you are considering going about your day brainless, listen first. I don't recommend it. I have been sneakily trying it on myself now for a couple of days (at least) and let me tell you: it is difficult. I'm not sure if I am supposed to have coffee, so I do. Then I remember that I meant to quit and give in one more time to that caffeinated call of nature just one more time for good measure. Then I look around me hoping that something will jostle my memory as to what it is - which part of my invisible list of tasks - I had intended to focus on just at the moment. Then I attempt to fool myself that I have found it and give a feeble but symbolic effort to complete that task.

There has to be a better way! If anyone finds a brain on the loose, most likely wearing a scarf, as that is one thing I adhere to almost religiously, please send it on its way. I figure if it wants to come back, it will. I wouldn't want it to resent being with me again!

If  I had a whole staff of myself, I'd be fine.  Not that I have that much to do, I just find that the time it takes me to switch from 'bathroom repair' mode to 'create a music curriculum' mode to 'make a coffee' mode, and so forth, that is where the time goes.  So I need a mama-me, builder-me, sit-around-me, viola-me, wife-me.  What else?  I should starts a wish list to collect all these me's.  Right now my blog-me is telling my coffee-me to get up.

finally arrived

Welcome, me, to the world of accountability. Herein I will have to be honest to what I set out to make of each day. Or I could just start making up an alternate universe! And alternate me! Woo-Hoo! One that is actually doing all the things I talk about all the time, silly-one that I be. Whee!