Today I feel organized and on the ball.
I didn’t sleep extremely well, but I slept well enough. I woke up a little early, but still, I feel okay physically. I feel rested enough.
And there are things that need to be done. Probably more things than I can get done in one day, but they’re on a list and the list is easily prioritized so the things that don’t get done I hope will be ones that are okay to let slide for a day or two.
And I’m on the front porch …
I’m sitting in a padded chair and I’m writing, ’cause that’s on the list. I’m relaxed and the words are flowing fairly easily.
The day is sweet and calm and I’m enjoying the passion of contentment that seems to have enveloped me on this warm Autumn day.
Be right back …
Yeah, just checking the laundry. I got this.
Laundry is simple, you put it in, you check it in a little while and if it’s ready to move to the dryer you do that and put the next load in.
Sometimes I even get it folded, but if I don’t, I have no problem wearing it fresh out of the basket. I sometimes dream about what I would do with the space if I just got rid of my dresser.
When I’m done writing …
I’m making porridge for the rest of the week and loading tools for this afternoon’s work. This afternoon I’ll taking out the last of the dock at the cottage in preparation for winter time.
I told you, I’ve got this. It’s all on a list, all sorted.
As well, this morning, once the writing is done and the tools are loaded and while I’m doing the laundry, I’m going to work in picking up a new freezer that’s waiting at the warehouse for me. Also, there’s some wall mount drawers for the office and the garage
Somewhere in there …
Lunch. I’m not sure what I’m having for lunch, but I’m not worried about it. This weekend just past here in Canada was Thanksgiving weekend, and wow do I have leftovers.
Of course, to take the dock out at the cottage I need to put in an hour and a half of driving, 40 minutes each way, but that will give me time to listen to the radio or maybe some new tunes on one of the CDs I have in the truck.
Today I feel organized.
I’m not sure what’s wrong, I’m pretty worried about the whole thing and I’m white knuckling it all the way, waiting for the fit to hit the shan.
Feeling organized? That’s just wrong. I have ADHD. This is always when things go horribly wrong.