Oh. You know.
Left my glasses on the kitchen table after I ate breakfast and then wondered why they weren't where they were supposed to be in the living room.
Mentally screwed up my time for my LIVE hour for Inked in Words. I'm actually on at 3:00 PM CST.
FFS
Can't decide whether I want to: write on Christmas short story, continue polishing DD, start on The Rabbit God, or let my ADHD have its way and do nothing until 3:00 PM.
Spinning my wheels in the mud.
Not a fan.
Currently at my desk. Watching Murphy plot the deaths of all those on the other side of his window.
sigh
