I am not a task girl

I’ll never claim to be

That would require an organized mind

Hey! Are you laughing at me?

I really do try

Cross my heart, hope to die

But as I start one thing

Another comes to mind

And as I’m distracted from task A to task B

A random thought emerges

And I’m off to task C

Wait, where was I going?

Why am I in this room?

I can’t think for the life of me

Then my eyes see the broom

So I sweep for a while

Sure I’ll recall

What it was I was doing

When I came down the hall.

What was the last thought

I had in my head?

If I remembered,

I’d be doing that instead.

Task A long gone  from mem0ry

I focus on task B

But there are bills on the table

And wa la…we have task D

This will only take moments

And them I’ll resume

to B, C, and D

And, oh yes, the broom

At the bottom of the bill stack

Is my favorite magazine

Full of  decor ideas

For the house of my dreams

Quickly my mind drifts far away

To that place where I create

All tasks completely forgotten

But dang, these ideas are great!

I shake my cluttered head

To come back to real life

I put away some dishes

A glass, a plate, a knife

The buzzer on the dryer

Lets out a shrill alarm

Now dishes are forgotten

And clothes fill up my arms

Folding people’s underwear

Has never been my thing

It never stays folded any way

Then the phone begins to ring.

“Hello?”  I answer quickly

A sales call, of course

It irritates my greatly

And I hang up with great force.

What was I gonna do again?

Why can’t I remember?

Oh no! Three weeks til Christmas!

How can it be December?

What am I forgetting?

Do I have an appointment today?

Maybe a calendar would be good

Nah, sticky notes work okay.

I walk into the bathroom

And see a dirty sink

I reach for the Clorox wipes

But I really need a drink

I head back to the kitchen

The wipe still in my hand

I brush it over the counter

But I don’t understand.

Why did I come in here again?

Was it for my pills?

Was it for the undone dishes?

Or the stack of unpaid bills?

Or was it that broom in the corner

Still waiting to sweep some crumbs?

Or the still unfolded laundry?

Now I just felt dumb.

Tasks A and B and C and D

Forgotten and incomplete

Exhausted by confusion

I went and took a seat

I truly hope beyond all hope

That senility has not crept up

Sneaking up behind me

And biting me in the butt.

No I am not a task girl

And will never claim to be

I’m just a random person

With a bad case of ADD!!!!!!