I am a responsible adult. I work hard and I care about doing a good job. I need to stay current in my field, so I am attending a professional conference. The speakers are very knowledgeable and interesting. I focus intensely on their speech – then moments later I find my mind has wondered off! This is the typical conversation between WORK ME and my NAUGHTY mind:
WORK: “Naughty mind. Get back here and focus.’
NAUGHTY: “OK – I am focused on the speaker. He has brown hair. He looks like a horse trainer I saw last week. I wonder if my horse….”
WORK: “Stop that!! Get back here and listen. This is important.”
NAUGHTY: “Oh, Yes. OK. It is important. Hey, did I finish that assessment due tomorrow. That is important. I need….”
WORK: “Now cut that out! This is crazy. You are a dedicated professional. Discipline!! Be disciplined and listen!!”
NAUGHTY: “Alright already!! I am listening. Chill! Oh look, there is a picture of a kitty in the presentation….”
WORK: “I give up! Where is the coffee?”
I don’t think I want to talk to mind anymore today.
Bit of an odd topic for me – maybe the title should be “another bad idea”.
Let me explain, I am not a neat freak, my house is clean-ish. I try, truly I do. But farm chores come first. Of course, I vacuum and mop daily – I have a German Shepherd. Dishes and counter tops get the daily scrubbing – dust and clutter, I can overlook.
So I came up with a genius idea. I will put all my daily bathroom toiletries in this little basket. Everything will be nice and tidy versus sprawled all over the counter. Then, I simply pickup the basket to wipe down the vanity. Problem, when the age spot fade cream tube is the same color as the toothpaste tube – AAAAAHHH – I threw away my toothbrush and my breath is NOT minty fresh. Maybe the fade cream will remove coffee stains from my chompers??
OK, maybe I need to rethink my storage. But, this is not my worst idea – not by a long shot. There was the time I didn’t want to take time to go to the hair salon so I decided I could cut my own hair – how hard could it be?? That was my hat phase. Oh, then there was the time I super glued my bare foot to the floor – I may never live that one down.
I need more coffee.