Sunday Madness Recap
Lisa and I are expert multi-taskers. How’s that for a mutual admiration society observation! Most times we even shock ourselves at what we can accomplish in any given day, but yesterday went a little sideways, although our “multi-tasker” status is still intact…somewhat. Heck no one wants to wear that crown of responsibility in our organization anyway! Truth be told, our husbands just shake their heads and laugh at us. No worries, we push forward anyway and things manage to get done, even if we aren’t always sure how!
Yesterday we had a few things scheduled that we felt very confident in handling. A food pantry delivery, two product deliveries and a visit to Lisa’s parents. No problem as we had this carefully choreographed to the point where we would be back home at a reasonable hour. On our way from the Food Pantry delivery to the next items on our list, I cheerfully announced that we could save time by hoping on the thruway to head down to the other deliveries. Lisa asked me to text her Mom to let her know we would be early, and our estimated arrival. OK no problem, we’ve got this.
I am thoroughly convinced that as I have grown older, the lines have become blurred between multi-tasking and adult ADD. Case in point: Thruway travel strategy for saving time. Gabbing away on our ride covering everything from production woes to ingredient pricing, I resorted to google to compare a price on something, not realizing that we completely blew by the exit we needed to take that would have made this trip a time saving success. GPS recalculation now estimated our time at 54 minutes behind schedule..ugh. “No worries!” was Lisa’s cheerful reply.
We made it to our delivery and decided that while waiting for a reply message from a customer, we would dive into Marshalls to see what was on sale for Lisa’s upcoming trade show. We found some deals (we are true hound dogs when it comes to sniffing out bargains!) headed into the dressing room, and began to greatly pare down the amount of “good deals” that were inventoried on our way in. I found this amazing Calvin Klein dress that would be perfect for my niece’s wedding festivities in July. It was simple and beautiful. I proceeded to try on the simple, perfect, beautiful dress. How could something so simple be so freaking complicated!!! I didn’t have this much trouble getting in my wedding gown for goodness sakes! Hearing my muttered expletives, Lisa was giggling in the dressing room next to me. Feeling victorious after finally shimmying the dress into place, I opened the door to show Lisa. Her reply was “it fits great everywhere, but makes your boobs look squished”. To which I replied…”They are! I can’t breathe and furthermore I don’t know how the hell I am going to get out of this!” Once our giggling subsided, I proceeded to kvetch and wrangle myself out of the dress. We finally received the text we were waiting for and delivered the second order. Now we had to text Lisa’s mom again to let her know would be running late…because yours truly was momentarily held captive inside a Calvin Klein dress. I swear it took a couple of hours to get the blood flowing evenly again after that.
Once we accomplished everything we set out to do and were heading home, we realized that were not getting home as early as we had hoped, and that we each had one more thing to do once we got home. Lisa had to visit with a friend to get things set up for pet sitting. I had to get groceries because the choices in my fridge were eggs, creamer and the glow of the light bulb that thoroughly accented the vast emptiness of the Maytag. Not feeling up to walking the aisles of the large grocery store as I had originally planned, I opted instead for the small grocery in town to pick up just a few things to get us through the next couple of days. It was six o’clock and I was tired despite the efforts of the medium dunkin’ donuts coffee I had gulped down. Just as I hit the auto start on the car, I received a text from my friend who is laid up with a broken rib. I had told him to call me if he needed anything when I went grocery shopping. Once I saw the items he needed, I reverted to my original plan and headed for the larger store. By the time all was said and done, I shopped, dropped the food off and put it away at my friend’s and chatted with him for a bit.
I arrived at home finally a little after 9pm. The hubs wasn’t home yet from his day trip snow mobiling, hmm, guess time got away from him too. I fed the dogs, fed myself, threw a load of laundry in, took a shower and collapsed in the recliner. 11pm, still no hubs. Then a text came, they were on their way, slight problem with oil pressure on a sled, but everyone was fine and had a great time. I don’t know what time it was when we finally settled in for the night, but I was done…fried…incapable of a cogent thought…and then I remembered the wild turkeys Lisa hit the brakes for and the terror in her face about some precious cargo we had in the back seat. That’s another story for another time, everything was fine and I assure you that no turkey’s were harmed in the making of that particular Lisa and Janine episode.
A Sunday of well-planned and not so-well planned escapades that were fully executed, two tired best friends, a tired but happy hubby, snoring bulldogs, a reminder to file sales tax in the morning, all blended together as I drifted off to sleep. Such are the random thoughts of my self-diagnosed adult ADD mindset.
Happy Monday everyone!
xoxo Janine