It has been a crazy first week back from vacation and I am desperately digging myself out…
Phoebe was so glad to see us return from vacation…she has been snuggly and affectionate…her tokens of adoration, however, have been disturbing…the first night back, she brought me a little dead mouse…I praised her and picked it up (my preferred method is to grab a hand towel I keep just for this purpose) and tossed it into the bushes…a little while later, she brought me another little dead mouse…I thought it was the same one, but when I opened the front door, there was a little dead mouse…so a minimum of two so far. Then, I walked in the door after work yesterday to a strange loud chirruping noise coming from the dining room (which at the moment is full of things from the library while the library is being re-ordered)…there’s Phoebe and a big chipmunk…both just stock still staring at each other. I spent ten minutes trying to encourage it to run out the open front door, but it just wouldn’t leave the dark confines of the baseboard heating unit…once I caught its little tail and half of it came off in my towel…nothing I could do, so I left the scene. I will revisit it later. So far this morning, no trophies.
Our bathroom toilet has been flushing a little sluggishly lately. I didn’t pay it much mind until last night, when I pushed the flush lever and nothing happened. With the top off, it was easy to spot the broken plastic piece that connects the flusher to the rubber stopper. An easy fix for this weekend, but in the meantime, it is manual flush time. That said, I’m very grateful to have indoor plumbing, which is not a given in this world.
I am having a really hard time quieting my thoughts long enough to get organized enough to let my thoughts quieten. I am in the process of pulling out all my Moms With ADD/Organizing for ADD/Office Function for ADD type books to look for specific strategies. Too much time and mental energy is leaking away from me, leaving me exhausted and unproductive and a less than stellar employee. Here’s to slowing down the merry-go-round.
Remind me next theater season NOT to direct the fall show…there is so much to be done at the beginning of every new community theater season and it is just not possible to shepherd the projects while directing a show. Unshepherded projects don’t get done on my schedule, which schedule is all that’s keeping me from losing the little bit of brainpower I currently possess.
The list of woes continues, but I won’t bore anyone further. All that said, my list of things for which to be grateful is much longer than my list of woes.