I'm tracking my time today. My sister tracks her food consumption. I'm tracking my time (see last post...). So here's just a little snippet of my day so far:
11:27-12:28 Went out to get in Karen’s car—no back seat—B and I got in mine and went to the doctor’s office--Karen followed. Can’t see him until 1pm. Drove back home--Karen went on to Walmart. Started sweeping the back porch (as I was walking in from the garage, remembered Karen wanted it swept), removed the carpet rug, threw the broom across the yard twice and one chair once (!), emptied and refilled the outside dog water, interrupted to go in and find mandarin oranges for B—opened another package of them and left one out for her, put the things in the garbage, took out the full sack to the rubbish bin in the garage, continued sweeping, B said are these your mandarin oranges—I went in and explained to her, laughingly, that SHE had asked for them, put a new garbage sack in the bin, finished sweeping, brought the hummingbird feeder in and mixed the sugar water—twice pouring boiling water on my thumb, filled the feeder and put the extra in the empty syrup bottle, came in here.
That's why I don't seem to get anything done.
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