My Life is in a Teabag

It was a crop weekend and a very lovely day I had, thank you.  I was so exhausted when I got home that I didn't unload the car. Well, OK, Mr Dunnit had timed the cup of tea making so perfectly that I walked through the door, went straight to my armchair and clean forgot!  

A conversation about how much you get done in a day when you're at home all the time was very interesting. The Enthusiastic Educator is of course, on school holiday.  I work from home *ahem* and was able to enter the discussion.  Of course, my specialist subject is procrastination.  We did talk about how you start the day full of intent to get to a specific chore/thing, and by the end of the day, although tired, one is left wondering why the 'thing' isn't done and where did the day go?  

Well let me use this very morning as a fine example of that which the girls called Tea Bag syndrome...you know, it gets in the water and spreads out until all is tea coloured spreading and touching everything....so it goes with chores, I think.     

L-R Papers and photos, inks, sponges, pens, embellishments boxes, dies, assorted 'mayneeds', and the beverage bag...containing real needs..tea, coffee, salad dressings, oh and collapsible bins..

Today, I have a school friend coming for lunch; second catch up of the year, so quite a big deal.

I got up early because as a priority, I need to do some grocery shopping. The cupboards are bare and if I'm to display any decent hospitality, it would be nice to at least have some milk in our coffee.  So the washing's on, as usual, but other jobs have been re-prioritised as it were, to do in an order that will get 'visitor welcoming' jobs done first.

I figure that food shopping is the priority whilst its cool and others are at home doing their chores.  Saunter to the car, open the boot to check on the number of shopping bags and find the bagged up stash. Obviously, I took photos - which involved going to get the camera, and turning on the PC for its warm up routine.  The car is unloaded..all the bags are now in a heap on the workroom floor...I should prolly put everything away. But the PC is warm and I'm ready to type.  Already much later than I anticipated going out, I'm now typing a post which I had rather relegated to an afternoon position on the old mental list. 

Now I can hear the washing machine doing a last-but-one spin, so I may wait now and hang that washing out before I go.  And while I'm waiting, I may have to throw the hoover around downstairs.  And in just considering this, I have remembered the pile of papers and such that I promised Mr D I'd deal with before my friend arrives.   You're getting the picture. I think, for lunch, I may take my friend out.  Then we can pop into the supermarket on the pretext of needing milk and I'll just carry on and get everything on my other, real list.  I would show you the LOs I did at Crop, but I really need to get on. And that reminds me, I need to add teabags to the shopping list.