Overlapping

The printer, having helped until the end, now plays “mother, may I?” by not responding until I find it the perfect insert into plug, change its ink cartridge, print the test page and scan it, and then find it paper.

Ok, good to go!

Meanwhile, the various cords and precarious positioning on a cardboard box on-the-ground stand for the printer and gravity play havoc with energetic elements entangling my legs hanging over the edge of the bed – begging me to make a slight mistake in management so that my laptop will hard crash into the ground.

Yes…I know your intentions!

I have awoken before my body has fully reset to have time to prepare for today’s independent work schedule, foolishly thinking that somehow I would have managed to coordinate the unloading of a 20 foot truck full of plants while still making it to my work venue which from the unloading location would be 40 minutes.

Whereupon, as consciousness trickles back into my rebooting awareness, I realize I must print out new intake forms; my phone has been missing (please let it be in the car!); I still need to finish clinic notes for the doctor; and I have to stop by storage to gather all of my therapy supplies.

It becomes clear that my phone’s absence has stopped me from making a fool of myself by calling people and over-planning a schedule before work that I had no way of completing.