Friday's Fragments, Special Sunday Edition!

I had other junk to talk about Friday, so the Fragments had to keep quiet for a couple of days.  Never fear, dear friends, my underdeveloped random thoughts are here.

So, I wasted the entire morning, lying in bed.  Sleeping some, dreaming lots (and not good ones), listening to the rain and the wind rattle the vinyl siding.  I know it's good to have major downtime, to recharge, but I don't feel good about the laziness that was my morning.  Thankfully, I was able to drag my ass out of bed and hop in the shower.  So, here I am.

Got some stuff to do today:  Piles of laundry.  Piles.  It's insane.  My life is a constant load of laundry.  I know it's only a matter of time until that improves, but still.  Also, want to clean my bathroom.  I almost took a picture of the sink area, but would just be too embarrassed/disgusted to share.  I wish I could blame the kids more than myself for the state of that bathroom, but alas...it's mostly me.  Well, except for the toilet area.  That's mostly the boys.  Boys are gross.  Need to get to the grocery.  Need to return library books.  It's a good thing the kids are with their other parent until tomorrow morning. 

Number of untouched Google Reader items = 291.  Maybe I should just stop reading things.  I've really, seriously, pared down the number of blogs, news feeds, etc, that I follow over the past several months.  I used to get overwhelmed if I had more than 40 items at any one time.  291 today?  I don't even care.  I feel like just marking all as read and starting over.  Maybe.

What did I do before coffee?  Oh yeah, that's right....Dr. Pepper.

Dishwasher.  Thank goodness for it.  I really hate washing anything at all by hand.  One, because I'm a lazy mofo.  Two, because my hands are the suck.  They are always, always, always disgustingly dry and cracked and irritated.  Since the kids aren't here all the time, I don't need to run the dishwasher every night.  Which means I have to wash the coffee pot by hand some mornings.  Yes, I could do it the night before to save time and frustration, but that would be way too proactive.  And then I wouldn't have anything to complain about on Twitter the next morning.  I really hate washing the coffee pot and filter holder thing by hand.  (man, my life is tough)

Speaking of the coffee pot.  I don't know how to properly pour coffee from a pot.  Of any kind.  I always, always, spill it.  That's why I refill my cup over the sink.  I am like a five year old.

Speaking of wine - what do you mean, we weren't talking about wine?? - I'm noticing a theme about the top rack of my dishwasher lately.  A constant, if you will.  It's called The Wine Glass.  As I mentioned, I don't run the thing every night.  But?  Definitely every other night.  That means wine every other night?  Really?  Is that bad?  I don't exactly feel bad about it.  Should I?

Speaking of bad, our Walgreens has wine now!!!  That's bad.  Bad as in bad-good.  As in....rawkin' bad.  Badass.  They have a nice selection, too.  All kinds of prices, all kinds of, um, levels of quality.  Just something to mention.

I wish I had two washers and three dryers today.  Should I just go to the laundromat?  LOL.

And now, readers, I've lost my train of thought.  And it was going along so well, too.  I almost had four heart attacks, as well.  For whatever reason, the wireless connection to this old computer keeps crapping out.  And the only way to get it back seems to be rebooting the computer.  I noticed, as I was typing along, that Blogger had errored at saving my work.  Lo and behold, it was because I'd lost connectivity to the wireless network.  Blargh.  So, being the good girl I am, I saved my shit to notepad before I rebooted.  Restarted the computer, which takes nine years or so, refilled my coffee, folded some laundry, came back and.....couldn't find the file.  I know I saved that effer!  Searched, searched, searched where I thought I had saved it - no dice.  Finally found it, four heart attacks later, when I broadened my search to the whole computer.  I am apparently a distracted person - I saved it to a completely other Windows profile on my computer.  Dumbass.

I think I'm going to take myself to dinner tonight.  Where should I go?  What sounds good?  Some Mexican?  Italian?  Hmmmm?  Bring a book, my phone, my thoughts.

I am really enjoying today.  Being alone.  Having the house to myself all day, without mentally preparing myself for the return of the children tonight.  It's relaxing, plus I'm getting stuff done, despite taking the entire morning off.  Makes me wish I lived alone....like, all the time.

So, this shirt I'm wearing today...it's this knit peasanty-ish like number from Loft.  I bought it probably four years ago?  Maybe a little less, anyway...it's way too big in the shoulder/neck area now.  I'm pretty certain I used to wear it by itself, even though it has quite a pronounced scoop neck.  Today, I'm sporting it with a tank underneath.  I must have lost quite a bit of shoulder/chest/boob girth.  Though, I still feel my shoulders and boobs are pretty girthy, especially for my frame.  I don't remember the elastic at the bottom of the 3/4 sleeves bothering me quite so much.  Maybe the fat traveled down from my shoulders to my forearms.

Did you know I'm kind of ADD?  Not officially diagnosed, but my therapist and I have explored the subject at a reasonable length.  Have I always been like this?  It doesn't seem so, but who knows, with my crazy head.  I have the most jumbled flow of thoughts always floating around, and I get easily distracted.  However, if I'm concentrating deeply on one thing, I'm able to completely focus on the task at hand.  Also, I'm pretty proficient at multi-tasking without being overwhelmed.  Kind of contradictory.   It's as if my brain picks and chooses what it can handle.  Anyway, I find that my writing suffers.  I have to go back over and over and over, editing for misspellings and omitted words.  I don't ever remember having to do this like in college or earlier.  Things used to just come out right the first time, with very little editing.  I know, let's blame the WINE!  So, what I'm telling you is I will read over this once before publishing.  Then I will see it in its published form and find an error...go back and correct.  Then I'll read it again, and find two more errors...that's freaking annoying!  Where did my attention go to?

You know how sometimes you just keep talking and talking and talking and can't seem to shut up?  Yeah.  I think I'm there.  Let's stop the madness. :)

P.S. I have made approximately 7 changes to this entry since I initially posted.  And I've unsubscribed from three blogs in my reader.  And I feel guilty/badly, GH.