distraction
I’ve spent most of the day procrastinating cleaning and organizing my room. I’ve gotten a lot done, but sandwiched between many, many moments of distraction. I’d meant to go to the gym as well today but it’s taken me so long to get anything done I haven’t had the time. Freddie’s been trying to help, climbing over piles of clothes and digging through boxes and bags. He’s more a nuisance than a help, but he’s cute so he gets a pass. I turned on the Red Wings game while I cleaned, as well, and we scored so often I hardly worked through the whole thing.
Now I’m watching more Indiana Jones and procrastinating even further. Ah well, such is my life. Distraction, clean, distraction again, clean, find something you’d forgotten for a while, get distracted again, etc. It’s nearing midnight and my room is such a mess I’ve no choice but to clean further before I can even go to bed.
Oops.
