I have thoughts and ideas racing through my mind all day long. I can organize those thoughts and put them in little categories. Some of those thoughts I dismiss as silly, while others I keep in the front of my mind to follow up on later. This whirlwind of thoughts is what I call my Corn Maze. One thought comes to a dead-end and another might continue around a bend and turn into another thought, and so on.

With all of this mental, multi-tasking you’d think that I would have my shit together. Nope! I might have things in categories, but I don’t have them systematically prioritized. There’s not a grid of levels, it’s more like bubbles floating around and I’m smack dab in the middle, not knowing where to begin. It takes me a while to put everything in order, but when I do it’s full steam ahead.
As someone who is constantly thinking and over thinking, I find myself losing words or sense of direction easily. One time, my fiancé and my son went with me to the grocery store. Mind you I’m used to going by myself, so this kind of threw me for a loop anyway. Well, shopping went well and I was driving us home. What did I do? I drove passed our house. My house! A house that I have lived in for 14 years, and I drove right by it! It wouldn’t have been so bad if I were by myself, but I had 2 witnesses to my mishap. Sigh. They don’t let me forget it either! Ha!
Forgetting words is another thing that happens to me, and it always happens in a way that will cause me great embarrassment. Years ago, I bought a new patio table. I was explaining it and the chairs to my brother and his wife. I got to one part that I was excited about, and bam, word gone! So, I’m trying my best to explain, “You know there’s the hole that you put the thing into.” They are looking at me puzzled. So, I continue, “The hole. You put the thing in the hole!” They start to smirk a bit, “You put the thing in the hole?” Thinking if I add hand gestures it would help, I start pumping my fisted hand up and down while saying, “You put the thing in the hole, then it goes like this!” add in the extension of my fingers. By now, they are cracking up laughing at me and I repeat this about 3 more times. Finally, my sister-in-law asks, “an umbrella?” I scream, “Yes!” They were red with laughing, at my expense, while I was red with frustration that they couldn’t understand what I meant with my description AND gestures!
I guess I’m a bit of a strange Ying Yang of a person. One side is organized and can get things done, the other is a hot mess of topsy-turviness.
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*image taken from NPR.org