Easily Distracted

I didn’t want to write the typical end of the year/beginning of the new year reflection/refraction post, so I had conjured up something really spiffy in my head to write a few days after January 1.

But this ain’t it.

You see, when I sat down to write it, I was faced with a technical issue which at ten o’clock at night I was unwilling to tackle. Heck, I’m hardly willing to take on technical issues in broad daylight after I’ve had coffee, I surely wasn’t doing it on the daily downward spiral to sweet sleep. So I closed my phone and thought to myself, “I’ll take care of this tomorrow and write my prose after it’s fixed.”

Then promptly forgot what I wanted to write.

So I thought I’d write this post instead, but then I got distracted. I began taking care of last night’s very minor tech issue – storage space on my phone. Apparently the app on which I write what I write uses the phone storage to store the goods before it moves the goods over to the interwebs for good. And, well, I didn’t have enough storage. Obviously the app knows how long I droll on and surmised the poor phone was lacking the mental capacity for it. (Or was that me?) So that started me down a rabbit hole that only Alice could love. But the way, I’ve never seen Alice in Wonderland, never even read the book. Don’t really know the story. And for that matter, I’ve never seen The Sound of Music or It’s A Wonderful Life. I know, I know, My Ron reminds me often of how much this bothers the tilt of the universe.

Whatever.

So, see? See that last paragraph? That’s what happened to me trying to get to writing a post. I wandered off. Oh, I got the storage issue cleared up, but not before I cleaned through several other areas of my phone, read some old documents, watched some old videos, read someone else’s blog post, went and picked 175 oranges off the tree, paid some bills, did some paperwork, straightened up my closet…..shall I go on?

I’m not ADD or ADHD, I’m just distractable. Shiny, sparkly, shimmery, that-over-there-looks-less-painful-than-this-over-here, gets me off the path every time. But only for a bit, because here I am writing all this nonsense. Now, I still don’t remember what fabulous thing I was going to write about the new year blazing in, but at least I told you about my phone storage and all the oranges and everything else that was in my brain.

So here’s to a new year, a new focus, and hoping I can remember the riveting things I was going to tell you. Because I’m sure it was important……