It's One of Those Days.
It started out OK but went downhill from there.
I was looking for something and I hit my head on something. Hard.
I have a lump on my head.
Everything I do is taking too long and I am not getting anything accomplished.
Well, I did make a bigger mess of my closet.
I am trying to make a list for the market.
I went yesterday.
I bought an avocado.
I need a lot more than that.
Today I will make a list.
And forget it and find it tomorrow.
And see that nothing on the list has been bought yet.
I was dressed and all ready to walk out the door.
In fact, I was at the door .. I looked at the dish where the car keys are ... they were not there.
Thus began the waste of hours of my day, with a fascinated kitten following me every step, listening to my ever growing repertoire of "bad words" ... some of them are reeeally bad.
I said those a lot.
The kitten gave up looking under the bed and in the closet and took a nap.
I sat on the floor and almost wept from just being so tired of forgetting things and not knowing things and not having anyone to talk to.
I will soon be standing by the mailbox, waiting for someone to drive by , perhaps they will slow down and I can run alongside the car, just chatting to them.
Nothing special, just talking to another human.
The kitten will watch from her spot in the front window.
She will be relieved that I will give her some peace and quiet.
If someone calls on the phone, I am very aware of not being the one doing all the talking.
It barely slows me down.
Luckily, only my children call me.
They understand. Or at least they are sympathetic and don't yell at me/mock me/run away.
Minette might be wearing little tiny kitten earplugs.
She has gotten very weird about me looking at her ears.
I am exhausted from searching for the keys.
I threw some things in the wash and now I will go to a small market and get what I need and see if I can do it without talking to the checkout lady.. the man stacking the produce into perfect pyramids .. the old guy by the door who always says hello ... I will take his place soon.
I remembered that I wore a vest yesterday with the jeans .. aha ... the keys... sitting here so innocently .. waiting for the madwoman to find them.
It looks like rain now.
There go my plans to go talk to the horse up at the farm.
Maybe Minette wants to play cards ..
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."