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I’m worn out and just in case you are one of the many people I was supposed to call tonight, here is a repost that will make you think we were actually on the phone….
I’m Sorry
My all time favorite children’s book is If You Give a Pig a Pancake.The story is a day in the life of a very distracted pig. If you haven’t read it I highly recommend it. I totally relate to that little pig and the story inspired the following.
I call it If Maya Needs to get a Beer. Enjoy…
Chances are I will interrupt you at a crucial part of the conversation to get a second beer.
On the way to the refrigerator I will remember that I have to go to the bathroom because I have a bladder the size of a peanut.
While I’m in the bathroom I will notice that I forgot to wax the back of my left leg, it will only take a second, I don’t want to forget again.
I will probably be out of wax remover so I will rummage the kitchen cabinets looking for something to get the wax residue off.
Using up all the peanut butter will remind me that I need to go grocery shopping. I will need a pen and some paper to make a list.
Unfortunately I will not be able to find a pen but I will find my keys between the couch cushions and I better hang them on their hook by the front door before I lose them again.
When I hang my keys I notice my spare bottle opener which reminds me I needed a beer.
That’s when I will remember I was on the phone with you and …
Crap! I owe you a big apology again and we should just stick to texting from now on.






January 20, 2010 - 8:56 pm
roflmbo ummm sweetie tht is called Adult ADD have you not received the memo concerning that??
January 21, 2010 - 7:08 pm
This is so funny. I think I have mommy onset ADHD because I am eternally distracted.
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January 22, 2010 - 7:52 pm
OMG. I do the same darn thing! When the house is overwhelmingly, shatteringly, messy, I go shopping for cleaning stuff. A new mop, bins, shelves, product, magic eraser things, paper towels you name it!
It’s as though arming myself with the supplies will motivate me to actually tackle the tragedy. In all truth, I get home and realize I’m gonna kill whoever dumped all this stuff in the living room-kitchen-etc. etc.
If it’s real bad, I buy febreeze and Glade candles…
Best of luck to you in your filth removal endeavers…
RebeccaFlys