Where does the time go...

Isn't it amazing that at the beginning of your day you start out with a plan. A to do list. A clear list in your head or even on paper of things that absolutely positively must get done today. And of course you start off with good intentions, maybe even stick to the list in the beginning and actually knock an item or two off.

Then it happens. Your to do list says to look something up for an address, or a recipe or to sign up for a contest you read about or saw on TV. Its only 10 am, you have time before you need to do the laundry, check the mail, get something for lunch going, call back so and so, email back such and such, update your blog, take the cats to the vet, get your nails done, make extra copies of your resume for the upcoming job fair. Do the rest of the laundry figure out how to fit 25 boxes of books on 4 tall shelving units, organize your knitting, take pictures of your knitting, shop for your swap partner, paint the samples on the bedroom and kitchen to make sure they are just right, empty the cat box, make a grocery list, call your sisters, write long overdue thank you notes, see a movie, watch your Netflix movies because your queue is at the 500 limit and there is more that you both want to add and remember those books there are a lot of them that you haven't read and now that you've thought about your knitting you remember about half a dozen projects that are in various stages of completion that you swore you were going to finish before you moved, then after you moved and now they are somewhere in a box and the cat just coughed up a hairball somewhere in the apartment and you..

Well.. what do you do? You log into the computer to "check your mail" and then 6 hours later with your stomach growling and 3 voicemail messages on your phone you come out of the internet haze that bound you like a spell in your computer chair. Sure, you've accomplished quite a lot. You've signed up for 3 more yahoo groups, read countless blogs that took you to other places and you saved two dozen patterns that you are just dying to get done. Meanwhile you're butt is numb and your foot fell asleep as you limp to the kitchen and feel the cold floor so you go back to get socks only there aren't any clean ones because you've been avoiding the laundry. So you slip on your shoes with no socks and grab the laundry basket only to remember that there are no quarters and the bank is closed on Sunday and Walgreens won't give out rolls of quarters so you can avoid that task for now. By the way, its almost dinner time and despite the various "oh that was delicious" left overs do you really want them? Yes! Because you can eat out of the left over dish and not have to dirty any more dishes because there really isn't any room in the sink.

A short time later you are sustained with a bite or two to eat, settling in your special knitting comfy chair to watch Bleak House and knit one of the KALs you joined but waited until all the days were out to knit it and there you are, knitting away, watching Bleak House. Getting into the Zen of the mystery pattern and suddenly its 10 pm and your yawning and its time to go to bed. In the bedroom you see the basket of laundry waiting to be done and you realize that you've not quite accomplished much on your list.

Oh well, tomorrow is another day and at least I got some knitting done!