I swear there are times I really question the stability of my brain. Lately I have the memory of a gnat. Or maybe a goldfish. Either way, it’s very short. I leave the house and then wonder if I’ve put the garage door down. Or unplugged the curling iron (because the off button is broken). Or turned off the coffee pot.
I’m sure it has to do with lack of sleep. I’ve been so busy lately I don’t know which end is up. I just want to lay down and not do a darn thing. But that’s just simply not possible.
My memory never used to fail me. I could remember to do everything and never write it down. I could even tell you every outfit I wore for a week to work. Not so anymore. I have to write EVERYTHING down. I have to start making a grocery list the day I come back from the store.
I have a To Do list for the Day Job. A To Do list for The Writing Job. A To Do list for chores around the house. A To Do list for fixing stuff around the house. A To Do list for activites with the kiddo, for God’s sake.
Had the Sweetie Boy last night and he fell asleep in the car on the way home. Which is never good because he’s next to impossible to wake up. I cooked dinner and watched the weather and was shocked to see it’s going to be in the lower 30s this weekend at night here. What is UP with that? It’s APRIL! HELLO. It’s going to be right at the freezing mark on Saturday night. I can’t believe it.
Sunday is supposed to be cold, too. I remember Easters long ago when we had to do the Easter Egg Hunt indoors because of foul weather. We may have to do again this year since it’s supposed to rain Saturday night and Sunday morning.
After I got the baby boy home, I came back, called my mom and chatted with her for a minute or two. Then it was off to work on marketing stuff. My bookmarks are officially ordered and paid for. WOO! The press release is done. The newsletters for the Murder at the Book Signing are written, uploaded, and scheduled for distribution.
Since it’s chilly outside – more like February weather instead of April weather – I decided to make a half a pot of coffee. It was probably a mistake to start drinking coffee at 10 pm at night, eh? But I did it anyway. And it was oh-so-tasty.
After I got all the newsletters, press releases, MySpace bulletins done, I worked on the chapter newsletter. Yeah, I still needed to get that done.
The Man was closing and so it gave me something to do while I waited for him to call me. Because he always calls when he closes and we end up talking while he does paperwork in the office. It’s nice. I like this relationship we have going on. Even though it’s a challenge, it’s somehow low maintenance. I totally need that right now.
Anyway.
Saturday night, we’re off to the Mesquite Rodeo. I grew up in Mesquite and I gotta say – I don’t think I’ve ever actually gone to the rodeo on purpose. Yes, folks, I am a proud Texas gal, but I’ve never been. I don’t even own a pair of cowboy boots or a cowboy hat. Shocking, I know. I’m picking up Mom and Skater Girl Niece and we’re all going together. Should be grand fun.
AND! I’m happy to report I’m going to be taking a class in DreamWeaver the first part of May. I’m terribly excited about this. The Day Job is having a new company website created and I’m going to be the person to maintain it once we go live. It’s done in flash, so I get to learn that too. The company has already bought the software for me, so I just need to get some books and learn. When I talked to the continuing education place, the guy asked me if I new HTML. I told him I knew enough to be dangerous. hehe
(Hey maybe learning something new will make my brain not so mushy. Ya think?)
And is it Friday already? Even though the afternoons have stretched into eternity, the days have all blended together. It’s because I’ve had lack of sleep and memory loss. 🙂
Okay that’s it for me. Happy Friday and have a great Easter! (Though I’ll be back throughout the weekend with the usual…)
Wow, that IS cold for where you are. It’s 12 degrees here, which totally sucks. Looks like we’re all going to be having “inside” easter egg hunts!
And I hear you on the forgetfulness thing. If I don’t write it down, I forget. Period. And that’s even when I’m NOT pregnant!
It’s also because you’re thinking of other things as you’re going out of the house.
I started a routine as I leave, where I speak it outloud as I turn it off — like a mindful leaving ritual — and then I remember the sensation in my body and the words, and I stop worrying.