The kids are off to school; think I’ll fix myself a nice breakfast with a pot of tea. I go to the sink, and start to clean up the dishes before I sit and relax. How about some music? I go to the bedroom to pick out a CD. Oh, I started cleaning in the bathroom, think I’ll quickly vacuum. Hmmm, this rug may go really nice in the window seat, better clean it first. Okay, to the seat, but it needs to be dusted and oiled. All cleaned up, looks nice. Add the rug and return the knick-knacks. Might as well dust the rest of the room. 30 minutes later, back to the kitchen. What was I doing? Oh yeah, the dishes. Look-that plant needs some water. Hmmm.
JeanieSpokane on January 23 at 10:38 a.m.
You just described a five minute section of my life, 24/7. I really wonder if Alzheimer’s is not closer to me than I thought. Maybe I won’t remember long enough to worry about it. Why’d I open the fridge door again???
je9je9 on January 24 at 8:08 a.m.
You’ve described an awful lot of my days. So busy with so little accomplished.