My attention span was exhausted several hours ago. Micah has had to remind me what it is I’m supposed to be doing more than once since he got home from work.
“I can put the boys to bed,” he said as I was putting Squish in his pajamas.
“What am I supposed to be doing then?” I asked.
Oh, yes. The laundry. We had already discussed that. I needed to do the laundry because we need to pack because we are getting on a plane tomorrow and it’s best to pack clean things rather than dirty ones.
I took the laundry to the laundromat. But I forgot the detergent. So I had to go back. And it’s a good thing I did because I also forgot a good amount of clothes that needed to be washed. (So what if I stepped over a pile of clothes that were sitting in the hallway on my way out the door?)
Not necessarily the best way to start out the week, especially since I have plans to run a long race at the end of it. But there are, thankfully, songs for days like this. Days when I just need to keep moving, just need to keep my head above water, just need to hang on. Days, yes, but also weeks, months, and miles. If I get to mile 17 on Saturday and feel like I’m slogging, like I can’t go much farther, I may just pop my earbuds in and queue up some Jack’s Mannequin to help me keep my head up and surge through the pain.
I haven’t come this far to fall off the earth. And I’m not giving in.
Even if I can’t focus long enough to get both the laundry and the laundry detergent to the laundromat. (At least I didn’t forget the quarters.)