Is it any wonder that I can't get my kids to focus on their chores? I can't even manage to focus on mine.
This morning I went out and moved the wet clothes from the washer to the dryer and got them started. Then I added soap and a few dish towels to the washer and turned it. I went inside to round up more clothes to add to the load.
But then my mom called about knitting stuff, so I talked to her for a while. Then I cleaned up most of the kitchen and got the dishwasher going. As I walked past my office, I noticed there were e-mails waiting, so I responded to two work-related messages and one from a friend about running plans. Then I made my bed and cleaned up the bathroom.
THEN I gathered dirty clothes from the hamper and headed out to the garage to put everything in the washer, which was just finishing the final spin cycle with its load of three very sudsy dishtowels.
The truly sad thing is that this is not an anomoly. This is how I function most days. There is just so much going on here that I can't focus on finishing any one thing at one time. The load of laundry that I finally put in the washer is still in there, waiting to be moved to the dryer. But every time I head for the garage, something else comes up and I get distracted.
With any luck I'll get the laundry to the dryer before I have to wash it again because it's gotten musty while waiting for me to remember that it's there.