Why I Get Nothing Done

Brenna went to bed early tonight so I decided to avoid my usual routine of plopping my butt on the couch and actually get something done right away. I only had one real goal for tonight - to get the kitchen cleaned up and dishes done. This is how my night went...

• Fill up sink with soap and hot water to hand wash bottles and pans.
• While the sink is filling, open up dishwasher to put dishes away.
• Notice that there is a cantaloupe on the counter that needs to get cut up and put in the refrigerator. Stop putting away dishes and cut up cantaloupe.
• Cantaloupe done and in fridge - go back to putting dishes away, but on the way back to the dishwasher remember that diapers need to be washed.
• Load diapers into washer then return to the kitchen and notice baby food jars that need to go out to the garage (I'm saving up baby food jars for someone that wants them to make tea light holders for their wedding.)
• Baby food jar bag in the garage is full. Start a new bag and find cardboard to use between the layers of jars.
• Look in recycling for cardboard - none there. Remember that the china in the dining room needs to be repacked into sturdy boxes.
• Off to dining room to repack china in order to use the cardboard from the old boxes for the baby jars.
• One of the boxes for the china doesn't have handles. Dig through studio to find a way to engineer handles for the box.
• Create handles from packing tape and ribbon then add bright colored labels to the boxes that say CHINA... just because for some reason I think they need them. (No, writing on the boxes in a big black marker just would not do.)
• Finally get back to doing dishes... but since nearly 2 hours have passed, the dishwater is now cold. Drain water and start over.

So... here I sit trying to understand my craziness and with a bigger mess than I started with. Not only are the dishes not done, but there is now packing material spread all over the dining room, 3 boxes that need to be carried to the attic, and a half-washed load of diapers in the wash since I forgot to turn them back on for the 2nd cycle.

Tomorrow night I think I'll go back to the old routine of plopping my butt on the couch with a glass of wine. :)