Some Things Just Defy Logic
So this is what happened last night:
I went to a cookout at my sister and brother-in-law’s house. Happy Birthday, Steve!
I stopped by the grocery store on my way home.
I came home.
I brought myself, my purse and my work bag into the house.
I let Louis out.
I headed back out to get the groceries.
I then proceeded to mow the lawn as my frozen vegetables melted in the back seat.
I was wearing my one good pair of work shoes and the “fancy for me” new shirt I still haven’t paid for.
I mowed half the yard before I lost the light.
I accidentally left the car window down, which reminded me what I was supposed to be doing.
I got the groceries before they turned into mush and yet another example of money well wasted.
I went inside, dripping sweat and nearly dripping groceries.
I should have mowed the lawn two weeks ago, or on any of the subsequent 14 days.
I chose to mow the lawn while on my way out the to the car to get the groceries.
I don’t know why.
Some things just defy logic.
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But you could have made soup from the vegetables….
The older I get, the more I seem to be looking for the “higher reason’ in seemingly inconsequential things. I’ve always believed there was something bigger ‘out there’ somehow responsible for my mishaps. Now more than ever, that the mishaps seem to be piling up so fast.
Always trying to blame someone else…tsk, tsk. I finally finished cutting the grass tonight – the front yard anyway. This time I had hot food waiting on me (I had brought home dinner). But I figured I should just get it done while it wasn’t quite so boiling hot outside and especially when I was in the mood. It’s the mood part that’s the key. If I’m in the mood, I’d better get as much done as possible, because once the mood passes, that’s it, sister!
This is me. I do things because I feel they need to be done, then do something else because the first thing reminded me of what else needed to be done, then end up forgetting to do something else that needs to be done.
There really is no rhyme or reason to it.
Yeah, even my thinking is often like that.
Sort of along those lines…When I had a roommate a million years ago, we would make these huge leaps in thought that would make no sense to anyone else. But we had been friends so long, and we lived together for something like 6 or 7 years, so we could follow each other’s trains of thoughts. For example, we might see a commercial for dish soap and somehow my mind would flick from one train of thought and memory to the other, and I’d end up making a comment about the Winter Olympics. But she usually knew how I got there.
Hear hear! (I do this all the time. :D)
Through blogging, I’m finding more and more that I’m not alone in my craziness.
Thanks for visiting me back! I’ve already been wondering if I should just outright steal your way with titles, or what? I’m thinking, “Will Charlie even notice?”
You have a way with your humor that I really identify with – it’s my humor, but I don’t naturally write that way. It’s kind of like what Tolstoy said (different post of mine), it seems like I could have written a lot of it, that’s how familiar it feels. However, I have to be in just the right kind of mood for mine to come out that way. It doesn’t flow out of me naturally for some reason. It’s in my head that way, with the same kinds of inflections and whatnot, but it won’t hit the paper that way. A good example is the post you did about the note for the dog. I just loved that. Maybe it’s deadpan humor put on paper. Sort of British, a bit. Basil on Fawlty Towers. You may be too young for that reference 🙂
Blogging is great. It really is a wonderful way to not only meet people, but to say “Hey, look at me! Aren’t I so weird?” and then have people cropping up and commenting, “Really? You too?”
Not a problem and I’m glad you like them that much! My titles are pretty…erm, unique however, so unless you want to randomly declare your distaste for rainbow bicycle shorts (in which case, I applaud you)…I’m not really sure what you would do with them. LOL. 😉
The problem, really, with dry humor is that it’s very difficult to write. I mean, half of it – more than half, actually – is based on presentation. Physical presentation. Body language and all. This makes it 1. very difficult to do in blog form and 2. very difficult for me to do in person. I can’t keep a deadpan face on to save my life, which means that if I use dry humor in person, it’s on the spur of the moment. It’s something that just slipped right out of my mouth without me thinking about it (or, thinking too much about it). Otherwise, I stutter and stammer or I start laughing in the middle of the sentence and screw everything up. I thus overcompensate with sarcasm.
My point in all of this is that being funny/humorous on paper/in blog form is entirely different from being humorous in, erm… real life. It’s also very difficult to emulate the kind of humor you enjoy. Most of the time, I’m only funny in my head.
Anyways, I ramble. I’m glad you liked the post about the dog. Sara’s logic is just…absolutely perfect sometimes. 😀
haha – I just meant your style in how you write your titles.
I think you’re right about the dry humor, it needs something that’s hard to do in writing. I can do that, mostly, in real life – I can mostly keep a straight face. Mostly. 🙂
You seem to have captured a typical day from my perspective. You mean, some people do things different than this random dance from one thing to the next and (maybe) back again. How boring!? I much prefer the adventure of meandering through life! Thanks for the great post.
Thanks for stopping by!
And this is pretty typical for me too. I can be thinking all the way home about something I need to do, and as soon as I pull in the driveway my mind is on to something else. Just like that I’ve switched gears and gone in an entirely different direction. It’s not boring, but sometimes I don’t get a lot done. 🙂