a Taj MuttHall Dog Diary: I Hope It's Out Of My System Now

Friday, June 18, 2010

I Hope It's Out Of My System Now

SUMMARY: Droppage and breakage.
The last week has been a real mess around here. I don't know why. It's not like I'm sleep deprived or anything--that I know of. There was the plate of spaghetti I dumped in my lap. (Don't recall ever having dumped a plate of food in my lap, ever, since i was maybe 3.) The milk jug I dropped while trying to put it into the fridge. (I think I'd remember having ever dropped a milk container before.) The glass I knocked into the sink and had to clean out all the tiny glassy shards. As three examples. But by the time I had gotten to the milk thing, I was already thinking, "I can't believe I'm knocking over/hitting/dropping/breaking so many things this week, like, more this week than I've done in the past 5 years cumulatively," and I already can't remember what they all are.

This morning on my way to my desk, I knocked the houseplant off the top of the speaker, where it has been for the last 9 years with no problems at all. Miraculously, the large ceramic pot it was in hit the carpet and did not break. However, the ceramic saucer that matched it hit the tile next to the carpet, shattered--sending tiny sharp bits of ceramic across the room as far as the eye could see--and, large crap, broke two of the ceramic tiles in my floor. This is not a trivial fix, even if the previous owners left matching tiles in a box in the attic somewhere (possible, but I haven't checked).

I don't know what's going on, but I'm a little worried about hosting a blackberry-sorbet-making party this sunday (I haven't left anyone deliberately off the invite list, and this was sort of a last minute thing) which involves carrying large containers full of pureed blackberries which, if spilled or dropped, will stain everything in sight with no hope of redemption.

Let's just hope that my system has gotten whatever it is out of itself. And if not, hmm, maybe I'd better have someone else carry the mush.


  1. Man that is werid. I hope that was the last of it. Sorry about the tile. Diana

  2. You never drop the big important things that you're expecting to drop so the blackberries are probably o.k. It's always the stupid obvious things that you never expect to drop that end up smashing up the tile.

    I saw an interesting study somewhere that showed that clumsiness like this is usually the result of being stressed and over-committed time-wise. You're preoccupied with thinking about all the things you have to do and when/how you're going to do them so you're not paying attention to your everyday motions and you're rushing.

  3. I'm thinking it is related to stress, and I am stressed at the moment although not hyper, but I'm *trying* to pay attention. I know for sure that, when I'm stressed and hurrying, I tend to make a lot of mistakes. I just don't feel like I'm hurrying. Ah, well. Take deep breaths, relaaaaaxxxxx--

  4. Sometimes hyper stress disguises itself as clumsiness. I think. Or we're just getting old. I am doing the same thing unless I think very consciously about all my moves. Which rarely happens. LOL So I drop stuff, lose stuff, trip over stuff, forget stuff. I told my husband I thought there was something wrong with me and he told ME I was just not focused. Yea. Whatever.