Yesterday I was on track and getting things done on my list. I got folders created for projects and categories. I got paperwork cleared off my desk, organized and put away. I was on track. Huge stacks of paperwork have been sorted and dealt with. I’m down to just a few more. I thought for sure I was going to complete the tasks at hand.
Nope… I was corrupted. First I was drawn away to have breakfast with my daughter. Then she wanted to watch stuff on the DVR and it was stuff I wanted to watch so I might as well watch with her. Then the UPS guy brought our new kindles. After that I was a goner.
My daughter corrupted my determination to get all this stuff done. She forced me to relax and spend time with her. She made me cook for her. She made me play with my kindle. It was such a hardship… 🙂
In all honesty, I got a lot done even before she rolled out of bed. However, I was also getting stressed out with each new decision. Did I categorize these things right? Oh yeah and I’m pretty sure by 10:30 my stomach was complaining that I’d not put anything of substance in it.
Today we ran around everywhere.. or so it seemed. We went to the next town over to pick up our friend and stop at the library. Then to Madison to go to the doctor, book store, and out to lunch. Then we came home and all I wanted was a nap.
Here it is almost 11:30 at night and I’m trying to decide whether to work on my pile of paperwork or go to bed… I’m thinking bed will win out and I’ll hope that tomorrow will get me back on track with the paperwork… wait I think I promised to help the corrupting daughter organize some of her stuff… dang… will I ever finish my lists?