Fibromyalgia Fog Journal


Friday, September 30, 2005

Ice Tea Fiasco

I made a pitcher of ice tea today.
  • I went into the kitchen for a glass of ice tea.
  • Opened the fridge and stood there wondering why I was there.
    Could not remember. Went back and sat down.
  • Thought, "I am thirsty." Suddenly remembered why I had originally gone into the kitchen.
  • Back to the kitchen, opened the fridge picked up the ice tea picture. It was empty, of course.
  • Put water to boil for tea
  • Forgot about the water until I smelled something strange.
  • Back to the kitchen to find an empty pot.
  • Washed and refilled the pot with water and put it on to boil. Set the timer so I would remember to come back.
  • When the timer sounded I went to the kitchen. Found the water boiling and thought, "oh, that is right I am making ice tea."
  • Tried to remember what I needed. After a moment or 2 I finally had a eureka, "Tea bags!"
  • Put tea bags in to steep and sat again.
  • An hour or so later I went into the kitchen because I was thirsty only to find the pot with tea bags in it cold on the stove.
  • I made the the ice tea and finally, after at least 2 hours, I had my glass of ice tea.
  • Of course by then I was exhausted and had to go take a nap. I don't know how I am going to have the strength to make dinner.
Yes, I usually have a glass of water by me at all times but this time I just wanted a glass of ice tea.

"Laughing at our mistakes can lengthen our own life.
Laughing at someone else's can shorten it."
Cullen Hightower


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