09/06/2026
So this is a post I actually meant to write last week - but I got, well distracted!
I want (hope) to hear that I am not alone in this. Not sure if it is a getting older thing, but anyway....
It all started with a chocolate biscuit cake (most of my tales involve cake. I love cake. Regrettably. I digress).
So, I made a chocolate biscuit cake. It was sitting on the counter all cut up. I said to myself " better get that stored away". So off I went to the press where the containers are.
On the way to the press, I noticed the milk has been left out. Opened the fridge to put it in, noticed that there was an opened packet of something non-identifiable - so took that out to put in the bin.
Went to the bin, noticed that the bin needed emptied, so I took the bin outside to empty it. Replaced the black bag, closed the bin. Then I noticed the glasses on the counter above the bin and they needed to be put in the dishwasher.
Opened the dishwasher - yes, that needed emptied . Started emptying the dishwasher.
Some of the glasses had little wet spots - went to grab a tea towel but it was dirty. Took it to the washing machine...…. yes troops, well done you guessed it. A washing load needed emptying.
Took the finished load upstairs to hang up and then bring another load down to put into the washing machine. Midway through doing that, phone goes - " can you collect me from the pitch" . Yes of course, just putting the washing on. Go grab the car keys and notice that I have envelopes to post, grab them and head to the post box on the way to the pitch.
Collect from the pitch... come back home, walk into the kitchen, where a voice pipes up.... "do we have anything to put this biscuit cake in?"
NOW this is on the daily lads. The amount of tasks I begin and don't finish until later in the day is incredible. PLEASE tell me I'm not alone! And btw, this is a 100% genuine story!
