SQUIRREL!

So, if you've seen the movie Up you may know what my title refers to.  More often than not, but especially at this time of year, I feel like that dog "Doug" on Up.  Somebody says "squirrel" and I completely forget what I was doing.

Here's an example of a very typical 45 minutes of my day:  Today, I came in from the garage, and passed the silent washer and dryer.  (squirrel #1) At my house, they should pretty much never be silent.  They are running almost constantly.  So their silence reminded me I needed to change the wash.  While I was changing the wash, I discovered my cell phone at the bottom of the washer.  (Squirrel #2.) Oh. That's where it was.  I've been wondering . . .  So I went to call Arthur to tell him where I found my cell phone, in case he wants to rethink getting me an iphone for Christmas.  After all I've just proven that I'm a horrible cell phone owner.  Thank goodness it's a super cheap (and old) flip phone . . .  And then while leaving a message I remember (squirrel #3) that I left groceries out in the car, so I head out to the garage, and while walking through the laundry room, I find the laundry that I didn't finish switching.  I finish switching the laundry, go out to retrieve the groceries, and sit down to write this post, and while I'm writing this post, (squirrel #4) I hear a loud crash upstairs followed by Sydney crying . . .

SQUIRREL!!!!