Sidetracked

[mrissa]

I'm in that mode where I can hardly ever do anything on the first try, because other things keep intervening and demanding to be done. In a particularly pathetic example, I got sidetracked on my way to brush my teeth by the fact that the hall closet door was open and displaying a box the right size for lydy's birthday present. So then I got out the present and removed the tags and found the tissue paper, and I realized that I had gotten sidetracked when I started to go get wrapping paper and tape. Which is important, don't get me wrong: Lydy's present does need to get wrapped one of these first years, before she declares it her birthday. It is on the list. It is not to be neglected. But really, brushing my teeth is something I should be able to do on the first go, without fetching tape, without sorting the laundry, without calling my grandmother, without putting away the book I finished last night, without transferring allochthon's cell number to my address book, without bagging the recycling. Walk to bathroom. Brush teeth. Those are the necessary steps. They are the only necessary steps.

I am now a little frightened to think of what steps will seem like natural and necessary progress towards putting my contacts in.

Some weeks.