Similarly to yesterday I have a few thoughts burbling away in dusty recesses of my brain. They are all sort of maybe might be loosely connected but I can’t seem to coax any of them out to play.
This is doubly annoying as, not only am I certain that if I could tease them out into the light they would reveal a startling, nay revolutionary, insight into the human psyche, but because I’m trying to make up a shopping list and keep veering off topic…
Competitive nature of females
Mind you, I’m pretty sure I’ve seen superiority complexes in the freezer aisle in our local Asda, right next to the peas. Or was it the mange tout…
This isn’t the first time my brain has done this, in fact it’s quite a common occurance and I think the only thing stopping me from being declared a genius is the simple fact that I’m just too lazy to pursue all these various thoughts to their conclusion. I’m certain this is why I’m not a Professor, or an academic toff of some sort, preferring to remain an oik as it takes much much less effort.
Speaking of which, yesterday Louise cut the grass for the first time this year. A sad day indeed as it means it’ll need done regularly between now and … whenever we stop cutting it. I’m sure she’ll cope though, she’s good like that. Stoic. Now, did anyone catch the footie…
Ahhh! Or rather EUREKA!
I think I’ve stumbled across the real reason I can’t ever piece together the various threads of genius that float around my brain. It’s my attention span that is lacking, not my brain power. Phew. I was a little worried there.
Speaking of worried, I have to admit that I’m slightly concerned that I haven’t mentioned my new car today. It’s still lovely, thank you.