Left Behind

The last couple of weeks have been pretty busy and I’ve been running myself a mite ragged with too many social commitments. Not necessarily “too many” as I hate to complain about having too many friends and too many things to do with them but last night was the first night in a while that I came straight home from work and didn’t have to go anywhere. Of course, this was only because I bowed out of a committee meeting for the nature center in favor of catching up on three hours of yard work and a load of laundry (which is still waiting to be put away this morning but I was understandably tired by the time I came inside last night).

Anyway. Because of the many things occupying my thoughts and some mild sleep deprivation, I think I’m starting to lose my mind — or I’m at least in danger of walking off without it one of these days. This is exactly what I did the other day with my keys at the gas station (I didn’t get far, of course, before realizing my mistake). And then yesterday morning with the cup of coffee I bought at Tim Horton’s (I was as far as my car before it dawned on me that I seemed awfully empty-handed for having just stopped in for a caffeinated beverage).

Again, I can’t complain about being too popular because, as problems go, it’s a nice one to have. However, I do need to set aside some Joy-time soon or there’s no telling what will get left behind next.