Hey look! A squirrel! Wanna go ride bikes?!?
Oh wait, we were talking about something. Oh yeah! ADD, OCD, ABCD, H1N1 and all that jazz. I know I don’t officially have any of those diagnoses, but sometimes I feel like it. I’m just spazzy enough to have 15 and half projects going at a time, and just anal-retentive enough to have to have my crayons organized by color.
So, when you take all of my particular neuroses and non-diagnoses and other–oses and mix ‘em all up like homemade playdough? You find me varnishing furniture in my pajamas. Or living among piles and piles of boxes because I can’t put the contents away until I sort them. So I sort them and ooh, look, a penny! I really need to roll my coins!
If I know a project will take me some amount of time (and I’m a TERRIBLE judge of time), I don’t feel like I can start it until I have that block of time set aside. Because otherwise I start it and forget to pick up my kid/take the cookies out of the oven/shave my legs/whatever was supposed to start 15 minutes from now.
Or else I start the project and end up forgetting where I was when I get back to it and have to start (almost) all over. I have a novel I’ve been writing for more than 3 years. Not because it’s so long, but because I have to go back and read the whole thing before I can write anymore, because I don’t remember what I’ve already written.
So I promise to TRY and take post pictures of my lovely new varnished bed. But I can’t swear I’ll remember. I should perhaps mention that this bed is about 8 years old. We bought it unfinished and it has never been varnished before. I was going to get to it. One of these days.
