ok.... so it's not REALLY about writing... it's more about NOT writing today...
the worst thing about today so far is that I have been wracking my poor brain trying to figure out where oh where I could have put the drug receipts that I need to get sent in to the insurance company so that I can get the money back.
There are a lot of drug receipts - and it adds up to a LOT of money back...and listing them and filling out forms and stuff like that is NOT something I excel at so I have been dragging my heels at getting to it and this weekend we had ~words~ about it and he is right and it is a lot of money and it would be much better in our account than in the insurance company's account and that's all well and good but i was on overload then and I said I would get to it on Monday and...
yes, I know it is no longer Monday.
But when I went to actually fill out the form and make the list and - - - I couldn't FIND them!
And then I found that paper that told me about the history paper that I hadn't even considered doing yet that was due the next day so I got that done and then I tried to find the Rx thingies and I couldn't find them ...
I found mine ...but couldn't find his - and I had to go to school and by the time I got home and.... well, you know.... I didn't get them done on Monday.
So then I had to do it today, right? Except that I STILL couldn't find the receipts and I have been through ALL of my stacks and piles and drawers and envelopes in the stacks and piles and the file folders in the file folder thingamajig in my desk drawer and then I went through all everything again and again and I still have lots I want to get done on my ML essay and instead I have been fussing and stressing and pouting and ripping through piles and ....
then - FINALLY - we get to the best part of my day so far....I was getting SO frustrated I was on the verge of tears and I decided to HELL with this quitting smoking crap and I sat down at my desk and lit a smoke and after I finished coughing my guts out and feeling as though I was going to hurl, I put it out again and refreshed Joy's SQOTD (I still don't know what the S stands for, I just realized) and I posted a big ol' whine and then I decided to give up it one last try before I gave it up and at least tried to get some work done on the Margaret Laurence essay I need to get finished and eventually I gave up looking through the piles on the little end table beside my desk and flipping through all the books that are stacked everywhere around me and pulling things out of drawers and folders and boxes and thought that Lynn A. would find that funny and tell me to keep looking and....- why IS the Shakespeare box still sitting here anyway? I am all done with Shakespeare - got an A on my last paper, btw - just waiting for exam mark to come in now - where was I .... oh yeah ... I decided to pick UP the box and take it out to the all done this ~stuff~ pile in the other room and guess what was behind the box under the end of the couch?
$400+ worth of Rx receipts - all neatly stapled together - woo hoo!
So now I have no more reason not to be able to write my essay and hopefully the next best thing about my day will be the completion of at least one more section of the paper - or possibly even two - we'll see.
One would make me happy - two would require penguins.


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i will put the penguins back in the freezer for another day.
You do well with it.
One of these days I'll tell you what my routine is, but this article isn't about me, it is about you, so I stick to the thread.
That money is going to feel a whole lot better in your bank account.
Some people just have to stack and jam, and you, my friend, are one of them.
tomorrow :)
My sister is a stacker and a jammer and she is without a doubt one of the most productive people I have ever met. Sometimes I see her almost as one of those characters in a cartoon where the hands and arms are flying and you hear whoosh noises as things fly. I will say this, if you need something done and it is impossible, get her involved. I don't know how she manages, but she does, and no matter what she pulls the impossible off. That is her life. Her way. Maybe this suggests that stackers and jammers are highly productive people.
oh wait...I did! I got a whole bunch of stickers...some of them are even scratch and sniff stickers!