I don’t know about you, but I save the packing pillows used to cushion parcels shipped by mail and then reuse them when sending something out. First, I wrap the item with popper padding (love that stuff!) and then fill the box’s empty spaces with those larger, air-filled pillows. There always seems to be one open left-over space where a pillow just won’t squeeze. So, I simply pop it!
Well, this past weekend, my head felt like that popped pillow just before it explodes. Couldn’t decide if it was a cold or allergies, but since I didn’t think I’d be leaving the house feeling that way, decided to cross some items off my to-do list.
Item number 1 – “Balance checking account.” This is a task I hate and desperately avoid. Not today though. It would get done and maybe I’d even clean my inbox.
So, I logged into my bank account to print out many months of unbalanced statements. On cue, the printer decided to mess with me and not work. It took most of an hour to troubleshoot and eventually reload drivers and what not. In the end, I even impressed myself!
While waiting for all those pages of statements to finally print, I noticed there were 22 pending notifications in the bottom-right corner of my screen. One notification was from Pinterest, excitedly telling me about 15 new terra-cotta-pot holiday art ideas. They thought I might be interested, and well, I was. Anyone who uses Pinterest knows how dangerous it is to enter that realm. Eventually, when I was able to pick up my brain again, much of the morning had passed. My statements were all printed though.
And then the dog started barking barking barking (wink to Billy Collins) at an odd bird by the back-porch feeder. By the time I found the binoculars in a box in the basement, a few more had shown up. Though, by the time I found my Audubon book, they were all gone, and I was hungry.
Is it feed a fever and starve a cold or feed a cold? Couldn’t remember through the fog of snot in my head, so I googled it and found a great recipe on Yummly to attempt to make for dinner.
And since I was already seated, decided to check email, which brought me to FaceBook, which took me to LinkedIn and before I knew it, I was logging onto Paypal to pay $9 to the White Pages for the phone number of an old school friend (whose number had been disconnected). I blame it all on the head cold!
Then, before I logged out, I spied a link to an article about the secrets of time management and well, I wasted a lot of time clicking the many accompanying links, which all wanted money before they’d give up the secret.
At this point, all I wanted to know was why April wouldn’t balance! And why won’t the dog stop barking and my head – the last air-filled pillow being stuffed into a box to ship to my brother’s wife for a late birthday present.
I must be at the local senior center this evening to host a bi-weekly writer’s group, yet all I want to do is drag back to bed with a full box of tissue and a cup of tea. But the dog is looking at me like I am her favorite chew toy and using her indoor voice she says, “Take me to the park. It’ll make you feel better.”
At this point, couldn’t hurt.