I have two toddlers, distracted is my middle name. In addition to mom induced distraction I have the attention span of a 5 year old. I wish it wasn't true, but it is. That might account for the 6 majors I had in the 5 semesters I took of college. English, Journalism, Interior Design, History, English, History. I guess that is only really 4, but you get the idea. I eventually got too distracted by my husband and babies to finish school. I rarely remember to switch the laundry or turn on the dishwasher because halfway through the job I get some great idea or decide to check my email while the laundry is on the wash cycle.
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k I kind of like being easily distracted, though. Sure, its annoying when we realise there is no clean underwear or Aaron's work shirts are still in the washing machine and he needs to leave in half an hour, but being easily distracted means impromptu storytime in the hallway when we are supposed to be cleaning up, making funnel cakes to go in my Club Little House packs just as I am packing it up to mail, or making handles for our camping roasters. I have no idea what distracted me in these instances, but I'm glad it happened. The results were fun.