Monday, September 29, 2014
I realized as soon as I got past typing the area code, "207", I had nary a clue or even an inking of what my cell number was. As I was not sure where I could find my cell phone number, on the phone or elsewhere, I gave it my best shot anyway. I typed the next three numbers I thought of - "659" and then stopped. I remembered I had wisely written my cell phone number on a piece of masking tape and stuck it to the back of said cell phone. Now, all I had to do was locate my cell phone.
This all happened a few hours ago............ I stopped typing and went looking for my cell phone. But like a child with serious ADHD leanings, I spotted one chore needing some attending to and when that was done, something else sparkled and drew me away from my original mission, finding my cell phone. Enough time had passed that any notion of finding my cell phone had long ago exited the premises. I only remembered the bike biz email when I came back into the office to make sure the computer was shut down.
The circle remains unbroken. The circle my life has been as long as I can remember. Leaving one task unfinished and then another, and another has been part and parcel of my character from the time I began to wear out real pants. The words "focus Mike, focus", pounded hard into my brain from an early age. I know what the word means, I guess I just don't care to focus on it.