Can I Have My Attention Please?

Many, many moons ago!

  There are many times that I set out on a mission to make people laugh. Laughter is one sound that I absolutely love to hear, and we don’t do nearly enough of, IMO. I have been this way my whole life. That could be the reason why I won the coveted Class Clown award many many moons ago in high school! Trust me when I tell you though, Ellen DeGeneres has nothing to worry about! So I hope that when you read my ramblings here you keep that at the back of your mind.

  I self diagnosed myself as having attention deficit yesterday. I will admit that I have a touch of it on most days, but it was full blown on that day. It got so bad that I just had to sit back and laugh at myself. Let’s see…where do I begin? Well, it started when I rolled out of bed at 6:45 a.m. I managed to get a half cup of coffee gone before Snake Charmer left. Problem number 1-always finish the first cup of coffee. I started to put clean dishes away out of the dishwasher. Something got my interest and made me walk into the living room. I saw dust so I grabbed the dust rag and started dusting. After I finished that I went back into the kitchen and realized I never finished putting the dishes away. K While still doing the dishes I thought, I need to put some laundry in. I walk out and start the washing machine, grabbed clothes, and started load number one. Somehow I ended up in the master bath. Hmm, that needs a little cleaning too. Are you starting to see a pattern? After cleaning half of the bath I again found myself standing in the kitchen. Now I’m hungry. I pour a bowl of cereal and grab my nook. (I can’t help it, when I’m alone I read and eat at the same time.) I finish and continue reading. I am nearly finished with the book when the battery thingy starts flashing. Great, time to recharge that and get back to the task at hand. Er…what was I doing last?

  It was at that point that I just laughed at myself. No matter how hard I tried I continued this pattern all morning long. All.Morning.Long. I finally finished cleaning and fell fast asleep in the chair. Sitting up. With a forty pound dog on my lap. I guess all of the mass confusion in my mind caught up with me.

  So, this is me. I told this story to Snake Charmer when we were eating. That resulted in the Charmed one almost choking on a French fry. It’s a *facepalm* day.

  I have to admit that I am a little awestruck  at a recent event on facebook. I was sent a friend invite from a real, live, has been published many times, author. To her own private page! My cheeks redden even as I type this. I am pretty much speechless. I feel so lucky, and maybe a little worried, although friends tell me not to be. The Charmed One says that the author likes me for me, and to not change a thing. They say that she must enjoy what I write either here, or the blog that she is a part of-The Goddess Blogs. (Don’t laugh, it is a blog with ten wonderful, unique authors, who talk about this and that and post great pics of men on Sunday’s! Check them out sometime!)

http://www.thegoddessblogs.com/

  I can’t help but worry. To quote Jill Shalvis, “I can’t even explain myself to myself!” I think that might scare some people!

Do you self diagnose? Is your attention span a little better than mine, or do you have your moments also? Have you won any prestigious awards in school or your workplace?