And I thought I was really pulling it all off.........

You know how I mentioned I was a little (ahem!) overwhelmed with all my tasks on my list.......well I guess I didn't really realize how bad it was....I thought I was handling it but I haven't been sleeping....I lay in bed and thoughts of the 1,001 things I need to do dart in and out of my brain like a comet across the summer sky.  Or worse a zillion comets....because I lay there and jump from thought to thought to thought...... 

tux...Jeff...need to convince he needs to wear one one one one fundraiser recap left to do and they want a profit and loss statement for last year but last year I wasn't the treasurer treasurer treasurer treasurer my boss it the CFO/Treasurer and I need to talk to him about keys to the inner vault, time sheets, personnel issues, will he want me to pick up his lunch so he can work through through through through the second week of August Jeff is away when will he have his tux fitting fitting fitting fitting sitting I wish I was sitting and stitching stitching stitching need to get some stitching done and to the framer in time for the wedding wedding wedding what about the rehearsal dinner dinner dinner damn went over my points at dinner tonight tonight tonight where did the time go go go go going on vacation and need to make the reservations for the room room room room in the car for one more to dirve to the shower shower shower should really scrub the hard water marks marks marks on my charts but no difference with all the working out at the gym gym Jim Jim will he come through as promised promised promised to make shower favors and stamp the thank you notes and didn't yet yet yet yet again another arguement about the tux what is it with this man man man man to fix the a/c coming tomorrow............

So that is the mild version of what is happening in my brainwaves in bed  the last 7 to 10 days.  As these hectic times happen to all of us now and again, I thought I was handling it well until yesterday morning..............

I was driving across the bridge to work and I realized something was amiss.   What  what what.....something doesn't feel right.    Now this is a major interstate,  8 lane toll bridge to another state  so you just don't turn around when you realize you are on your way to work and have not BRUSHED YOUR TEETH!  OMG!  I dig threw my tote bag and pocketbook for some gum and Yahoo! found some.   After I do the visual scan to make sure I have indeed dressed for work and I have indeed put on shoes and I am not in my slippers still, I navigate four lanes to exit to a local road with a Wawa.   Did you know that Wawa does not sell toothpaste or toothbrushes?   What is up with that?   Back in the car because I am afraid to smile or speak for fear the morning breath will knock someone out!  I find a grocery store and of course it has to be via a cloverleaf on the other side of the 4 lane highway.....in I go and we have success!  Now the checkout lady seems to want to be chatty Kathy and all I can imagine is that thinks  I am some tart who shacked up with some guy I met at a bar and didn't pack my toothbrush.   Come on Kathy just check me out....and again with the fear of speaking and smiling I just want out of there.....and I am still trying to figure out how does one go out the door to work and have not brushed their teeth??  WTH!  Mr. Wonderful is on the road so on top of all the normal stuff, all the over extended stuff I have to worry about his cat, the pool, the yard, the grass cutting, putting out the trash and of course the list of things he asked me to do.....one of these must have been the proverbial straw..........

Now I am at work.  Never fear I go in so early a little detour to the grocery store and I am still way ahead of time.    And then I see it.....the swarm of chatty parking lot ladies.....the ones I usually miss....they call me over and want to discuss our weekly weighin for Weight Watchers and how everyone thinks they will do and what did everyone eat last night and where is the Smart Ones sales this week....again step away from the woman with morning mouth.....I felt like I had a sign over my head that was flashing neon..... "Wants to engage in small talk".    Thank god they were all so engaged in talk of food that no one asked what was in the bag.   .....finally to the ladies room and the sink. That was the best feeling ever.  Brush, spit, rinse..................ahhhhhhhhhhhh!

So last night, I had a glass of wine and successfully encouraged my brainwaves to settle to a happy place and it worked.....I will be having a glass of wine again tonight.........and at least now I have a toothbrush and toothpaste in my desk at work in a nice little sandwich bag secured around the handle of the toothbrush with a bright orange rubber band.....