The Perils of Multitasking
I walked into a door this morning. That's what happens when I try to take multitasking to a new level, singing along to a song, admiring myself in the mirror and carrying stuff from one room to another. With so much going on, I forgot there's a doorstop to keep the door ajar enough to let the cat get in but not enough to let all of the heat get out, so when I nudged the door with my foot, it didn't move, but I did. And now I have the beginning of a knot on my forehead.
Happy December!
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If it makes you feel any better, Blue Artichoke, I spent an entire day at work this week wearing one black shoe and one brown shoe. It was humiliating. I think I'm getting old...
Posted by: Chartreuse BLT
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December 1, 2007 12:23 PM
Ha. That just shows that your mind is occupied with loftier thoughts. I once worked with a very smart economist whose secretary had to keep clean shirts and ties on hand because he'd think nothing of heading off to a board of director's meeting with chili dripping down his shirt. Also, his wife had to call to remind him to come home from work. I'd bet that he left the house more than once with mismatched shoes.
Posted by: Blue Artichoke
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December 1, 2007 02:40 PM
You're good for my ego. Equating my mismatched shoe mishap with being too mentally involved with loftier things sounds like just the excuse I needed. Thanks!
Posted by: Chartreuse BLT
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December 1, 2007 04:54 PM
Remember the whole Paula-Abdul-Palmtree-Hair/ Ceiling Fan incident?
yeah....
Posted by: Blue Grilled Cheese
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December 2, 2007 03:47 PM