Burned Soup

Yummy! Burned Vegetable Soup. Loaded with Minerals and Carcinogens!

Burned Soup sounds like a good name for a punk rock band. It is also something I did just a matter of a few minutes ago, proving how ridiculously distracted I have become. My mom will be the first to tell you that I tend to leave a trail of whatever I am doing, wherever I go. I just subconsciously drop everything I am doing and move on to something else whenever I feel like it.

When I lived with her, she always complained that she could just follow the "trail of Jessica" and find where I was. I'm guessing the trail would start from my purse by the chair, then travel to my running shoes by the door, to the book bag on the couch, to the granola bar wrappers by in the kitchen, to the books scattered everywhere, and eventually these things would lead her to little ol' me on the computer. I would always brush off the "trail of Jessica" remarks. However, I'm slowly realizing how true and obnoxious the trail is the more time I spend living on my own. The major difference now is that I no longer have my mommy to gather up all of my items for me and conveniently store them on top of one side of her table, designated as the "pile of Jessica". Thanks, mom!

It's not a good habit to get into. In fact, it even annoys me. But, I challenge you to open up your mind to another idea. They say, geniuses have no trouble at all rambling off complex mathematical equations, but they do struggle remembering to complete simple tasks like brushing their teeth or taking a shower. Case in point... burned soup. Maybe I am an "artistic" genius too blinded by the pursuit of creativity to devote any amount of energy toward a simple, mundane task at hand. Maybe that's what's really going on here. I think that is a much more likely scenario.  

Daughter Judy (I looked it up)

And I hope you know by now that I am joking. I was attempting to excuse this annoying behavior that is SO me by making myself look more clever than I actually am. I know it is difficult for some of you to grasp, but I am not perfect. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but it's true. I don't think I will make for a fabulous wife. Maybe just a "good enough" one. The truth is, I actually really dislike doing the dishes and laundry. Boring! I would rather clean off the do-do from a dog's bee-hind than do the dishes or laundry. I wish they would invent something that could load the dishes and the laundry for you. Maybe in a past life (that was really the future), I was a Jetson. I hope I was the teenage girl on that show. What was her name anyway... "Meet George Jetson, his boy Elroy, Jane his wife." That's all I can remember from the theme song. The point is the Jetsons never had to do any sort of housework. They had a machine for everything. Most likely, I was probably the Jetson teenage girl in a past life and developed this dependency on machines to do the work for me. That's why I struggle doing the work.

I know you can pay people to do the work for you. That would just make me feel lazy.

Monica

I think I prefer just making excuses and procrastinating. That's more me. I know there are others like me out there. Don't pretend you don't think the same thing I do. An extreme case of laundry-dish denial comes to mind. This guy I knew, would just go buy more clothes and kitchen utensils when the others were too dirty to use. Dishes and laundry would collect mold and bacteria all over his home because he refused to take care of it.. ever. I don't know how he could afford to live like that. I never take it to that level. Sometimes, I have this urge to compulsively clean like Monica on Friends. If you don't know who that is, Monica goes on an obsessed rampage through her home, cleaning until everything is spotless. I do that once a week. I guess I can tolerate it better, cleaning a less amount of times.

Then there are the people like Monica who actually like doing the dishes and laundry. Those people are sicker than I am.

I know it could be much worse. I have a washer and dryer, so I don't have to go to the laundramat. And I have hot, running water which makes doing the dishes by hand much easier. And, most of all, I'm doing my dishes and laundry in Maui. Everything is better is Maui!