distractions

some time in the past or future 24 hours, a few hours summed up like... jackson $ heart maturity laundry happiness poop bedroom bath porch sweep ncaa food poop towel carpet poop fingernails new music man food delay almost garbage re-heat mostly yummy...

yes, so jackson got home and responded to my query about the stuff we don't discuss that usually turns into major stress and worse, but she seems to have reached a breakthrough balancing responsibilities of life and maybe the corner has been turned on her almost complete dependency on me (there's always hope) and it was quite an emotionally mature and positive talk and then she found happiness pooped on himself on his bed so she had to give him a bath and that reminded me that i had to do laundry which i've put off cuz of the back which is still sore but better than it was so i put laundry in the washer and then swept the porch so happpiness could go out there when he came out of the shower and jackson dried him and then wanted to watch tv and i asked about dinner and she said she was going out so i decided to heat up my leftovers and until she left for dinner i turned on the end of the wisconsin kentucky game that she missed yesterday cuz she has a bowling league and then went to her new crush's place and she enjoyed that and then we noticed happiness pooped on the porched (his third poop of the day and the first time he did it twice inside on the same day, in fact, it's the first time in weeks he's pooped indoors and back then he had a stomach virus) and she got mad cuz she doesn't handle his aging and pending death well and i put my food aside cuz she didn't notice he tracked poop in from the porchs and it was spotting the carpet along with a few fingertip sized plop that i found by picking one up so she got madder and my food got futher from my mind and she cleaned up again and i scrubbed my hands and cut my fingernails cuz some got under the nail and she went out and i remember my laundry and put it in the dryer and then reheated the food which was pretty much garbage by then and i am glancing up at the remade music man on the tube trying to get used to a lack of robert preston which is impossible, but it is distraction and still i was so hungry on several levels (didn't eat breakfast or lunch, actually) so i reheated the food i ate what i could and it was mostly yummy even though the bread was burnt but then i don't need the extra carbs and now ...

still hungry and seeking distraction, as jackson went out for easter dinner... so i glance up at the tv... i find the geico commercial with salt n peppa irritating partly because it shows absolutely no imagination and i've come to expect imagination from geico, but also because the fat one is annoying somehow... it's the repetitive lack of imagination though that makes the spot a channel changer... mathew broderick is not even close to the mature con man that robert preston is, but kristin chenoweth might just make watching this version worthwhile...

are you still there?...