Distractions

I would be finished grading if I weren’t so easily distracted. This is one of the problems with all the class work being done online – I have 4 browser tabs open and I really only need two – one with the homework submissions I’m ignoring grading, and one for the college home page. Instead, I also have X and Facebook open. Apparently there are some big protests going on today and I can’t withhold my snarky comments about them.

No one pays much attention to protests, by the way. Makes people feel good that they all “showed them!” but it really rarely has any lasting effect.

Instead of grading, I’m thinking that I really should go play the organ for 15 minutes, that I have a bunch of fabric to cut for book pillows, that I need to cut some strips for a wall hanging, that my diamond painting is so close to being finished that probably I could complete it in a half hour, there’s a book I just started and a scarf that may be 8 miles long till I’m done, and where the heck did I put that ball of yarn I wanted to try loom knitting with, will someone do laundry for me, the bathroom needs scrubbed but since we never get company, I suppose it can wait till tomorrow, why did I walk further than I’m supposed to so now my leg hurts, but thank God for a hot pack.

My brain has way too many tabs open.

I started reading A Little Life, last night. It apparently got a bunch of awards so I thought I should probably give it a shot, although books that win awards tend to not be among my favorites. I also felt like I needed something really hefty, so it was between this, The Fountainhead (Ayn Rand) , Infinite Jest – can’t remember the author but that thing is, in Peachy’s words, a brick. I’ve had this the longest, so it won. I’m also reading The Girl Behind the Gate on Kindle, because it’s my BFF’s current book club read and I had to get it for her since her Kindle is still registered to my account. (It was a Christmas present several years ago, she doesn’t have an Amazon account so I never changed it)

In other excitement, there’s another meeting of the school board candidates this Sunday. I’m expecting the blue haired loon one liberal candidate to be there, I know that one of the others would like to rip her a new one have a few words with her, so it might be interesting. There’s also a meeting of the regular board on Tuesday but I don’t expect many fireworks there.

The young lady who walks with Maverick for me met us at the park this morning and we went a mile and a half. (I’m only supposed to be doing 1/2 mile, oops) It’s quite interesting to observe your dog when you’re not “in control” of him. I found myself paying much more attention to his body language, the position of his tail, his ears, etc. I highly recommend trying this with your dog!

Homework won’t grade itself – dammit. One more hour and then I’m off to cut fabric for book pillows so I can deliver them to the library in time for the sale in May. The rest of the fabric cutting is purely for myself. And then I’ll finish the diamond painting and set up another, and maybe scrub the bathroom after I put laundry away.

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8 Responses to Distractions

  1. LDSVenus's avatar LDSVenus says:

    LOL, loved that your thoughts accidentally found their way, with a line through them, into your typing, made me laugh.

    One of my favorite Monday funny says “My mind is like my internet browser, 19 tabs open, 3 of them are frozen, and I have no idea where the music is coming from”

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  2. Bitey Dog's avatar Bitey Dog says:

    What are book pillows? Maybe the world needs many, many more of them.

    (You should see all the stuff I’ve accomplished while putting off my taxes. πŸ˜†)

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  3. I find that I have so many things that I need/should be doing in a constant war with what I want to be doing. I have to make bargains with myself: I will spend 15 minutes doing what I don’t want to do, then 15 minutes doing what I want to do. Seems like fifteen minutes isn’t the same length of time for either. It’s shorter or longer than real time.

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  4. πŸ˜‚πŸ€£πŸ€«

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