Can’t find my groove. Lots to do but wheels a spinning.
Maybe a cup of coffee will help…nope.
Clean the cat litter box, see if the mail has come, make some toast, forget the toast, retoast the toast, burn the toast, change my socks, change my bra, call my mom, look at my face in the mirror & use hands to imagine what a facelift would look like, cut daffodils to bring into the house, take a shower in case the daffodil hunt took me thru poison oak, pet the cats, cackle with the turkeys, organize the bathroom drawer, calculate the cost of sesame seeds if you were to buy a pound. . .
Confession: Above, every comma you see represents a visit to Facebook and or Twitter. Just being honest.
So far nothing’s working. I know, I’ll open a bottle of wine!