What is it about post-menopausal women and brain freeze? At times, more often than I'd like, my mind's missing in action!
I'm scrubbing the floor, see . . . yeah, down on my knees, scrubbing dirt from the crevices in the foyer linoleum. Call me crazy. But actually, housecleaning is a welcome change from a rigorous writing routine. And some forms of cleaning are well overdue.
I'm quite pleased with my scrubbing results, by the way. Didn't know the floor could look this good!
Then I think, Pandora music would be nice. So, I step to the computer and immediately get sucked up into answering emails, shopping for Father's Day, and writing a get-well card. It's like tentacles reach out and grab me. Ah, the advance of technology . . .
But that's an entirely different blog topic.
I return to my scrubbing, then pause, lean back on my heels and scratch my head. What in the world did I go to the computer for in the first place?
Ah, Pandora music. Yes . . .
But the writer in me can't resist: I have to blog. I must blog!
So, I charge back to the computer, and here I type. Still no Pandora music.
But that's gonna change . . . right now.
But first, let me explore the "advance of technology" angle. That'd make a solid article, I think.
Guess that's why writers get pegged as scatter-brained.
So, maybe I can't blame my brain-freeze on menopause, after all.