Today, I raced over to Trader Joe's while Lyle was in school - a rare opportunity to go without the kids. I got back home, unloaded the perishables and some of the dry goods, and then realized that if I wanted to check in online I'd better get to it before Lyle would need to be picked up.
You see, I'd been without my trusty laptop for 16 whole hours (imagine!) because I left it behind at Burley's Curriculum Night last night (I'd been without the car all day and so took 3 trains, a bus, and a taxi yesterday to get everywhere I needed to go, lugging my laptop - and three other bags - everywhere I went) after I'd worked at the PTA table for fifteen minutes and then had run up to hear Baxter's teacher speak. The president of the PTA (thank goodness) found it and brought it home with her, and I drove out to meet her where she was playing tennis with a friend to get it before I could even go to Trader Joe's this morning - so I had some email to read and - dear God! - at least, like, 3 important posts to read on Google Reader before any more time passed!
Suddenly I looked up and realized that it was time to get Lyle immediately. I dashed through the kitchen on my way to the car and out of the corner of my eye noticed something rather horrifying. Check out how I'd left my kitchen (annotated version here):
I groaned out loud and then had to giggle as I asked myself (in my best Dr. Phil voice), "So, that whole 'Down with Multitasking' thing...how's that working for you?"