The Thing

I’m forgetting something. But what?

I wish I knew, and I feel like it’s something really, really important.

I’ve been on a quest to remember The Thing all week. I think about it when I first wake up, on the ride to work, and during meetings when I should be paying attention.

I stay up at night trying to remember, and I end up going to bed much later than I should.

I constantly check e-mails, in the hopes that something will jog my memory. I look for it 0n Facebook, Twitter, and even Words with Friends.

Okay. So I know I won’t find it playing Words with Friends, but I can’t help it. I’m addicted.

Looking for The Thing has seriously impeded my ability to focus. This blog has taken me longer to write than usual because I keep getting distracted. It seems like I’m supposed to be doing something else.

In my search, however, I’ve remembered a whole bunch of other things. I contacted an old friend and scheduled lunch for next week. I brought in some Tupperware I’ve been meaning to give to a coworker, and I finally made good on my promise to design some letterhead.

But The Thing is still out there.

Well, when I find out what it is, I’ll let you know. For now, Words with Friends is calling. I have several heated battles going.

4 thoughts on “The Thing”

When I have The Thing search going on, it's better when I just don't get into battle with it. That usually sends "red alert" signals to my brain–"must search. must freeze and do nothing else but search." Hopefully, The Thing will show up of its own accord, or you will keep finding other Things you want to do!