OLD AGE OR WHAT?

I started a load of laundry this morning. Just a blanket really. But it’s a start to my Sunday list of things to do. I’m still in my flannel nightgown with slippers and a big cozy sweater. As I walk through the kitchen I pick up my mug of hot tea and head to the living room. But I realize that even though my slippers are on, my feet are ice cold. So I go into my room to grab a pair of fuzzy at home socks. But think to myself, I should just hop into the showers. So I go to pick an outfit for the day. But the leggings I want to wear are in the dirty laundry. So I choose something else and remember the fuzzy socks. I get into the bathroom only to remember that I just started the washing machine. I can’t shower while the demon water handler is running. So I leave my outfit in the bathroom, take my cup to the living room. And remember that my feet are cold. 

So I wrapped up in my Irish wool blanket and I think I may need a nap.