I'm not sure if you can tell or not, but I am absent minded. (And clumsy. But about half of that clumsiness comes from being absent minded.) As a result of this absent mindedness I am constantly hurried and flurried because I have a million and one things to accomplish and none of it ever gets done, mainly because I'm constantly getting sidetracked.
I'm trying out a new schedule in hopes of remedying this situation, but in the mean time I can at least appreciate how funny it is sometimes. Want an example?
This afternoon I went Christmas shopping and when I got home I was tired out and my throat was sore, so I thought, "Know what, I'll get me some tea."
I put the kettle on to boil, and while I was waiting I decided to do some reading. I got my book (Uncle Lawrence, by Oliver Warner. It's a nice book. Short and a little sentimental.) and was soon reading comfortably.
Too comfortably.
I was so engrossed by my book that I forgot about my tea. The kettle must have whistled for ten minutes before I realized it was hot and finally wandered out to fix my drink. The water had boiled down to nearly nothing.
Once my tea was made I wanted to sit down and read while I drank it. Alas! I had lost my book when I went to fix my tea. So I set my tea on my desk...and realized that I didn't have a coaster to protect the wood from water rings. I was a bit irritated for a few seconds, then I remembered the coaster I'd started crocheting in mid-November. It only needed a few more rows to complete it. I put my tea on the kitchen counter and sat down to finish that coaster.
The coaster is the first thing I've ever crocheted and I felt tremendously accomplished (One small step for mankind and whatnot). All that was left to do was to weave in the ends. But I didn't have a tapestry needle. I hunted for a needle for about five minutes before finding one and wove in the ends and trimmed 'em--and snipped a hole in my poor little coaster. So I had to repair that. And it was done, yay! Only took me three weeks.
(Here's the finished product.)
While I was looking for the tapestry needle I realized how long it had been since I'd written a blog post, so with my needlework out of the way I sat down to write this. Then I remembered "Ooh, it's December, I can listen to Christmas music!" I put some on, took to my keyboard...and my eyes fell upon the coaster I just finished and I remembered my tea.
By now it had cooled down considerably, but I didn't feel like reheating it (what could happen during a minute and a half? Who's to say?) so I am drinking it now lukewarm. It's pomegranate-raspberry green tea and it smells fabulous, but it tastes rather blah. I prefer herbal.
So at last here I sit writing this out. My tea is cold, my coaster has a hole in it and I'm still not sure where my book is, but at least I managed to finish this post.
Happy holidays, y'all!
~Lissy
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