Too Busy To Find My Brain

If you know anything about me, then you know that I’m constantly thinking about something.  Everyday I think of at least 5 things I could blog about, yet time eludes me again and again.  Where does it go?  I may need to get a “Think & Type” program so my ideas and thoughts can be instantly uploaded to my website.  Has that been invented yet?  Probably not, so I’m yelling DIBS on the idea now!

Of course, being too busy practically guarantees more blonde moments.  I’ve tried to return our Blockbuster rentals in the Hastings drive thru drop box.  Just the thought of having to go inside and explain my stupidity and retreive the DVDs is humiliating but I know the day it becomes reality is probably inevitable.

You think that’s funny?  Just wait, it gets better …

I have a problem keeping my shoes on.  In fact, you’ll often see me inside our store walking around barefoot or in socks and our frequent visitors joke that Donald is too cheap to buy me shoes.  Even as I’m typing now, my shoes are beneath my desk and my feet curled up in my chair.  When I get home, my shoes generally rest under my desk, at the back door, under the kitchen table or in the foyer.  Yes, I’m worse than the kids about this!

So anyway, after eating dinner a few nights ago, I sat at my desk to check my email and realized I needed to water the plants outside.  Yep, I  could feel some shoes down there, so I slipped my feet in and went outside.  I must have been out there at least 30 minutes before I came in to ditch my shoes in the foyer.  I quickly looked down to make sure I had nothing nasty to track in on the bottom of the shoes.  To my horror, I was wearing one black sandal and one white sandal!

Perhaps I need to make time to find my brain, or at least put my shoes away in the closet …