I keep having to make the font on this blog bigger and darker because I can't see it anymore. I can clean a kitchen only to fail to put up the last 2 glasses or wipe off the last two grills on the stove. I cleaned my sinks this weekend, but left ajax in the bottom of the tub for over 24 hours before I realized I hadn't finished the chore. Usually, this morning's sonic cup finds a way out of my car and into the trash can the next morning. My desk is covered in paper, paper from meetings, paper from email, paper from lists I created about the paper on my desk. I am a mess.
I can draw this conclusion fairly quickly - almost as quickly as I can identify the mess in other folks' lives. Ain't that funny - like ironic funny -
Thankful that I have folks in my life that better at helping me pick up my mess than pointing out what a mess my life is.