couldn't find my thimble so just sewed the shirt anyway.
didn't have my glasses, but it was too much trouble to find em.
didn't see them around anywhere.
tried to eat a sandwich and got mustard on the shirt--
washed it in the washer, but forgot the soap.
let the dough rise on the bread too long until it imploded.
threw the whole mess away.
cleaned the kitchen with a tea towel, because the rags were in the dryer,
and the basket was upstairs with clean, and didnt' want to go look for it
took the wet towel downstairs to dry
distracted by organizing the garage entry way and matching mittens
ran upstairs and made an apple pie instead
didn't want to make crust so tried a crumb version
didn't want to look up the recipe so tried to remember
made a mess
fixed the pie
made sure to turn on the light so wouldn't burn it
put it at the oven after it was preheated this time
shook out the bag of flour to make sure it was empty
thimble fell out of the empty bag of flour?
wrote a poem about it . . .
smelled something burning