The end of summer is in sight and I'm realizing that I've accomplished little (none?) of the tasks that I'd put off to do "in the summer". I don't know where to start. As I look around me, I feel overwhelmed and confused. There is so much I could be/should be doing. When I do start something, I get little done before I get distracted and move on to something else.   

I bought a laptop nine days ago, ran into a snag making back up disks, and there it sits. I haven't found out if it works as it should. If I am not happy with it, I have only 5 days left to return it to the store. I guess that moves it to the "priority" list?

I spent a fair chunk of yesterday trying to install a chat on a message board used by a small number of 'catters. Something is preventing it from running. I've installed the latest Java on my computer, but it won't open. - Frustrating and time consuming. I've always been a "can do" person. This (and my other recent mess-ups)is undermining my confidence.

The shower I worked so hard on in May and June appears to be having some grout issues. It looks as if I'll have to remove the grout, grout again and hope that I get it right this time. I've discovered if I don't wear my glasses in the bathroom, I can't see the problem. It's almost as if it doesn't exist.

I'm trying to find an affordable printer to replace my husband's, which is malfunctioning. This morning I went to the basement to look for misplaced current tech store flyers, (that later turned up under other things beside my computer). While I was down there I decided to strip a cot in the spare room so that it could be folded and put away and my sewing machine rolled out where it could be used. One bed led to another, sheets, pillowslips and duvet covers are in the process of being washed and dried.

I remembered I wanted to look for something in storage under the stair landing. That required moving a number of rolled up area rugs that are waiting to be cleaned. Those are arranged at the bottom of the steps to be carried up to the deck along with the rug shampooer. Hopefully, I can spread them all out and clean them there before it rains. My old typewriter is not going back into the storage area. I wonder if it could be of use to anyone, or where/how it should be disposed of?

That was a couple of hours I'll never get back. All I have to show for it is a washer and a dryer full of clean bedding and another pile waiting to be washed. It's almost 3 pm. I need to go shower and get dressed. I hope I can remember to get back to the above tasks and not get distracted into yet another direction.

rags