My elusive goal

Some days it is just simply difficult to attain my elusive goal.  Oh sure, I wake up in the morning with a grandiose scheme in my head as to everything that will be accomplished during the course of the day.  I do all the little things that are necesary to get myself going.  Today this included scaring our tomcat who assumed he was next in line for the shower.  I started a load of laundry and swept the floors.  Is my list still on task?  Good!  Now, how about indulging in that second mug of coffee ... Mmmm.  Might as well take a break and look over the paper or checkout things on FB.  After all, I might have missed something since the last time I was on.  Post and update.  It is important to remember I have my own page to worry about plus the page for my book.  Done?  Good!  Now, get back to work.  I have a sink full of dishes from last night and hubby wants pancakes for brunch since it's Saturday, but he'll fix them.  Yay!  I clear out the sink and hubby walks in the door.  Better pile those dishes back into the sink so he can work!  Meanwhile, I put clothes in dryer and hang tops that need to be line dried.  I help hubby by setting the table and brunch is ready.  We sit down to eat and one of our daughters calls, but we can call her back.  Brunch is over and I clear the table, but will have to wait to wash dishes because the griddle is still hot.  Then I check on the laundry and the phone rings again.  I can afford to chat amicably for a few minutes before foisting this call off onto hubby.  I finally get to call our daughter back and an hour later, before getting off the phone, she is posting a recipe on my FB page and since I am there anyway I might as well see if anything new has happened, right?  I knew you would agree.  Now, by this time the griddle is cool and I can get the dishes done.  With that task finished, I check on the laundry again and decide it is time to terrorize another one of the cats by doing the vacuuming.  Snack time!  We munch a couple crackers and drink a glass of water ... yeah, I know not very high class, but it is what it is on a Saturday.  I finally get to put the load of scatter rugs in the dryer and fold and put away the clothes that were washed today.  Sitting down at my keyboard to write this blog I am about two-thirds of the way through when my daughter calls again just to chat while she takes a break to go check on her mail.  Twenty minutes later I am back to typing and correcting all the typos made while trying to type and hold onto the phone at the same time.  Now it is time to prepare dinner and I still haven't had time to work on anything related to my book today ... sigh ...  Nevertheless, I did get a few things done and as Scarlett O'hara would say, "Tomorrow is another day."