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    A morning in the life of ADD Me.

    I wake up at 630am today.  In bed, I plan to fold laundry while watching True Grit.  I get up to look for the Blu-ray when I spot the Call of Duty Black Ops game.  I tell myself: it’s only 630am, you can play until about 7am.  So I go play a couple of rounds until I get upset at some rude online players.  So sometime around 730am, I go upstairs to begin folding laundry.  Along the way, I say good morning to the cat Mimzy and lay beside her to give her a morning rub for 5 minutes.  Then I go stand, pick up shirts hanging to dry on the banister.  I decided that they need a quick run in the dryer.  So I go and toss them in. I bring a basket full of clothes to the bedroom and start folding. I remember that I was suppose to watch True Grit, so I go down and get the disc.  I come back up, pop it in and resume folding.  After 10 minutes, I  get the shirts out of the dryer.  I decide to clean the lint filter, a chore I do not particularly like.  I become proud of myself of actually getting it done now when usually I tell myself I’ll get it next time.  But because it’s a fire hazard, I go ahead and do it.  I then think of tweeting about it.  I meant to tweet: I cleaned the lint filter because it is a fire hazard even though I do not like this chore.  There must a be a life application in here somewhere.  Instead, I tweet thoughts about video gaming.  And since I was sitting down at the computer, I decided to check Facebook real quick.  On the top of the page was a post from an old acquaintance from high school  We had a common friend, a girl who owned the carpool service I rode in.  And I thought that I’d like to add her to Facebook, so I searched for her, found her and sent her a message.  Further down, I check out a couple of other things, watch a couple of Youtube videos, comment on some people’s posts.  Wow, many people seem to be up and about this Saturday morning.  I wonder if I should go out for a swim.  I check the weather online: 77 degrees. Not bad.  But I remember, hey, wasn’t I suppose to finish folding laundry.  Maybe I can go for a swim after doing that. 

    It is now 930am.  Only God knows if and when I can make it to the pool today. Or ever. 

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