Apparently, sometime during the night, I decided to rearrange the plastic containers and lids in our cabinets. I say apparently because as we all arose and gathered in the kitchen, we found neat stacks of like bowls and their matching lids. Neither of us admitted starting the task and it eventually came down to it had to have been me. I was the only one awake most of the night and the one most likely to have forgotten it.
As the morning progressed, and with the help of the mornings reminder, most of the act finally returned to me. As best as I can remember, I went into the kitchen sometime last night saw a bowl sitting out and decided to put it away. When I opened the cabinet door what I saw disgusted me. I found piles of mismatched bowls and lids. Many of the lids had no matching bowls. Normally, I would have simply ignored this mess at this time of night, preferring to do it during the light of day, but not anymore. Now, if I see something like this I am compelled to do something about it. It’s like this morning. I was cleaning in the kitchen and found that the bottom of the chili pot was stained, something that in no way effects the functionality of the pot. I could not put it away until I had stood there for nearly 1/2 an hour until the bottom of that pot was as clean as I could make it. Sorry got off track there, now back to our story. As I said, I was faced with a mismatched pile of bowls and lids. I remember taking everything out of the cabinet, sorting all the different components and stacking them. The next thing was that I suddenly forgot what I was trying to accomplish. My only recourse was to stand back, consider the situation, and see if I could complete the task. I remember standing there for what seemed an eternity then nothing. Apparently, as I stood there considering the task at hand, I simply forgot what I was doing and left the entire mess sitting there, not to remember it again until we gathered in the kitchen.
This is not an isolated incident, it occurs more often than not. It’s getting so that it’s easier to just not attempt different tasks than to straighten out the mess I made of them or simply forgetting to complete them. I have what seems like dozens, surely not, of uncompleted projects around the house. Decision making for the demented is at best a crap shoot, most often, it’s agony.
Hope you have a glorious weekend!
Randy
