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Lol. My sister’s cat got out and is currently on walkabout. I was trying to make a poster for it. My computer? Dead. My yibikey? Lost in the couch. I set up the computer to charge. I took the entire couch apart. What I found out is that my kid is a crumb magnet and there were crumbs EVERYWHERE. I went to get the vacuum. I struggled to use the hand attachments to clean all the crevices. I ended up moving the couch to vacuum underneath it. I washed couch cushion covers. I broke out upholstery cleaner.
I made a trip to Target to specifically buy a stick vac to make this job easier. I tore apart a storage closet to find the couch inserts that we bought to prevent it from scraping up the hardwood. I loaded the dishwasher (but did not start it for … Reasons). My kitchen and living room? Cleaned.
The couch got cleaned. The furry missing poster did not get made. I am supposed to be working on it now.
ADHD is my whole life. That’s how I spend all my time. Reeling like a drunken idiot from task to task or rotting for days. There is no in-between.
For anyone who may have been worried about the cat, He has come home. A neighbor took him in and returned him when she saw our flyers (which did eventually get made).
This is like that one episode of Malcom in the Middle, where Hal ends up taking apart the car in pursuit of replacing a household light bulb.
Edit: Let’s watch it
I’m in this picture lol
Caffeinatedoppossum is a cool userame. I’d rather go with coked up possum, or some other kind of more exciting drug, if I had a pal possum that did drugs with me, alas, I don’t, not yet. I don’t want coke though, I want new and exciting drugs. And amanita muscaria, going to start that on the regular.
