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Post by 12540dumont on Apr 30, 2013 22:26:59 GMT -5
Jo, did you find the TPS?
Dar sent me Cherokee Flour Corn. I didn't put it away with the other corn because I was going to plant it right away. I emptied the entire seed fridge looking for it.
It was in the exact same bag Dar sent it in, but I insisted on looking in jars "where I put corn away."
It was in the very front the entire time, but I kept insisting to myself that in fact that plastic bag was "not it."
See what happens if I waver from the routine?
This cost me an hour in the barn, which means I started late weeding the corn already in the field, in turn, I was late seeding trays, in turn dinner was late...and for the want of a shoe...the kingdom was lost.
Now, where was I? Minnie, bring the white coats.
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Post by richardw on May 1, 2013 1:02:37 GMT -5
I'm sure you aren't along Holly,i find i have that same problem when i'm looking for a certain knife or some other kitchen tool in the draw,i ask Jackie 'have you seen the !!',she comes along and picks it out straight away.........dont ya hate that.
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Post by steev on May 1, 2013 1:50:51 GMT -5
Were I left to my own designs, I'd not drive in other vehicles nor need other pants; it's the desire to be "social" that upsets my routine.
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Post by mnjrutherford on May 1, 2013 7:22:33 GMT -5
Yes Holly, I found then PROMPTLY planted those TPS! They are in the new "front of the house" bed. Right along the edge, just behind the onion sets. When they come up. I'll transplant as appears practicable. As for the pants story... I'm a one purse woman, always have been. However, up until I was pregnant with my first son, that one purse was really more of a suitcase. But, I was having issues with my left elbow so when we went to the Renn Faire (it was in Vacaville that year) I purchased a small black leather pouch that had a strap long enough to cross over rather than simply hang on one shoulder. My keys are attached to a "necklace cord" that I have attached to the purse strap. I had to replace the original leather strap with a nylon I cord a few years ago. I NEVER go anywhere without my purse, keys, cash... Never once had a problem with that after tying them all together like that. Maybe you could staple your keys to your knees?  |
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Post by steev on May 2, 2013 1:10:32 GMT -5
Well, I never go anywhere without my pants, but I was off my routine of "change pants, move everything to the same pockets of the new pants".
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Post by mnjrutherford on May 2, 2013 7:57:38 GMT -5
Well there you go, never change pants.
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Post by steev on May 2, 2013 15:16:20 GMT -5
Works for me, but socially disadvantageous, it seems.
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Post by mnjrutherford on May 3, 2013 1:10:51 GMT -5
Yes, I suppose it could be at that... hmmmmm...
I'm reminded of a "Mike's Family" story... He had an uncle who never owned more than 2 pairs of pants. One new pair he wore every Sunday to church. The other pair he wore daily to work, as a farmer. When the daily pair got holes, the current church pair became the daily pair and a new pair would be purchased for church. It never occurred to me to ponder the laundering ramifications... LOL
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Post by cortona on May 4, 2013 6:35:58 GMT -5
Jo definitively you are not alone that sorto of thinghs happens to me almost daily, my sister are used to tel me that if i'm looking for something i've to put down my hand and usually....the thingh was here..... and usually she is right,......very very....annoing but true, i agree that is a sort of gardener's thingh
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Post by mnjrutherford on May 4, 2013 9:42:08 GMT -5
Well, clearly it's a world wide condition... So, I'm looking out the window and I see apple and mustard and thyme blossoms. Crepe myrtle and bee balm greening. Roses with swelling blossoms and serviceberry with swelling fruits... Maybe there is just to many other things happening to get out of whack over a lost item that will eventually come back to hand...
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Post by steev on Apr 22, 2017 0:50:28 GMT -5
I find it so disconcerting when I fall out of autopilot; it disrupts my contemplation/solving of global issues when I have to wonder "where are my car keys; why did I come into this room?".
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