Summer saps my focus. It makes my mind wander and keeps me from being productive. I waste time and then get mad at myself because I didn’t accomplish a darn thing I had intended to accomplish for the day. I can’t even relax properly. Take, for example, today during yoga. I was supposed to be focused on my breathing and putting every effort into my movements. Instead I found these, and similarly inane thoughts, wandering around in my head:
(As I saw my butt in the mirror): Hey, those no-line panties really work, even with these tight little yoga pants.
(As I’m holding a pose with my head down to my knees): Dang, I can hardly see because my cheeks are nearly covering my eyes. Where did all this extra skin come from?
Then I looked up and noticed the rest of the class had moved on without me and were holding a different pose.
I finally deleted my Scrabble game on my iPad, so at least I can’t waste anymore time with that, but now I’m fascinated by this real estate app I downloaded. I keep putting in cities I think I might like to live in to see what homes are selling for. What the heck is that all about? I have been reading a lot, and I guess that’s not bad. A friend of mine sent me a box of books she was finished with, and it was like Christmas for me. But I can get my mind buried in a good book to the exclusion of everything else. Including making dinner. Good night tonight for Schlotsky’s, I think, or a hot dog at Five Guys.
I’ve done very little blogging, and that includes reading as well as writing. Please forgive me, loyal followers and those I follow. I will try to do better. But it may take awhile. Usually I turn myself around after Labor Day. I hope my focus improves before then, though. I went grocery shopping today and bought a jar of Miracle Whip. I put it in the cupboard beside the other jar of Miracle Whip I didn’t realize I had. The one right next to the other jar of Miracle Whip I forgot about. I don’t even like Miracle Whip. I am a mayonnaise girl.