Grr. Arg.

Tomorrow night I am making chili. If I’d thought to defrost some of the necessary components, I’d probably make chili for lunch when I got home from the dayjob, but since this morning was one of those mornings where I was lucky to leave the house with pants on the defrosting will have to wait. Ergo, tomorrow there will be chili, which is a better dinner meal than a lunch meal anyway.

I’m behind on things again. It’s like a magic trick, the way it happens. One moment I’m chugging along, happily getting things done, then the world gestures with the left hand to distract me from the right hand, and then I’m looking at the to-do list and going “really? All of this? When did all of this arrive?”

So it will be a light week of blogging this week, because I’m behind, and one of the things on my to-do list is ringing the internet company and informing them that they’ve accidentally cut off my internet access. Again. It’s just a given, really; roadwork happens somewhere on my street and the internet goes out, even if they’re not working on the phone lines. I’m tired and I’m cranky and I’m hovering on the edges of a cold and talking to the phone company isn’t very high on the list of things I’d like to do right now.

So the plan for the week is this: go to the dayjob, come home, make chili, write. Theoretically, if I do that often enough, I will pull of that second magic trick where one gets *ahead* of all the things that need doing.