I'm not sure how it happens; it just does. In spite of all my perfectly fine intentions, it's gone. The day is gone, I tell you. I look back upon it, seem to have accomplished some of the things on my list (the one in my head, of course, because if I ever wrote it down, then I'd have to actually DO all of them, like all at once, forgetting that any order or priority ever existed; besides, if I tried to write it down, I'd simply be listing the things I've actually accomplished and checking them off, well, because then I could feel good about myself)…ah, where was I? Oh, yes.
This little ramble is just a slice of what goes on in my head on occasion. Hence the name of the blog! I do set goals, just not very tangible or manageable goals. I fly by the seat of my pants far too often. It seems I'm easily distracted from a goal I might happen to be working on. I know a man in his 70s who has actually been diagnosed with Adult Onset A.D.D. Hmm, I wonder?
Anyway, this is a long ramble to say I missed my post yesterday. It was there, I know it was. Yet, somehow, I managed to drive right by it. Where's that G.P.S. for my life gone? Ah well. I digress once again.
Until things get back on track inside my head, here's a little info-clip for you to digest (and if you drink coffee, it will justify your addiction; if you don't drink coffee, you should because of all the reasons listed):