Sidetrack Sindy

9 Sep
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The Hub calls me Sidetrack Sindy; not because I’m a doll but because

Yesterday he told me just after eleven p.m. that it was 8/9/10 11:12.

Where was I?  Oh yes, being slandered by my husband, who claims that I’m easily sidetracked.  It’s raining outside.

I don’t know why he thinks I’m easily distracted.  Hang on, just going to make a cup of tea; back in a jiffy.  Or maybe go on King.com first.

I’ll share this morning’s routine and you can decide for yourself:

The two things I must do today are – no, wait; three things: put out the rubbish and recycling; prepare the Hub’s pills for the next fortnight; and um, <drinks tea> <looks around the house> my hallway looks so fresh now.

So I got Spud up for school; made his breakfast; called Toby to put out the rubbish with me (he likes doing that); put out the rubbish at the front; came in to put out the recycling at the back; left the bin in the middle of the street as I ran around the house to find the dog I had forgotten to bring back in with me; tidied the lounge; loaded the dishwasher; went back out to put the recycling bin in the correct spot; loaded the dishwasher; oh, I also got dressed somewhere in there because I only put out in the rubbish in my pyjamas in winter because it’s dark and I can put on my huge overcoat.

I am quite looking forward to winter; I love the changing seasons in this country.  In South Africa it’s dark at seven in summer and six in winter and there’s no autumn to speak of.

What was I talking about?  My routine: had my breakfast; read my emails; tidied the lounge; made the Hub’s coffee; got out his pill boxes to prepare them after taking up his coffee and bringing down the washing; tidied the lounge; took up the coffee; emptied all the washing baskets; went into bathroom to turn up the hot water; brushed my teeth; came downstairs without washing; took up the post; opened the bedroom windows; chatted to the Hub; came down and went straight onto computer to comment on other blogs; went back upstairs with a written note pasted to my wrist to make sure I came down with the washing; wondered why I bothered because I can’t run the washing machine and dishwasher at the same time; tidied the lounge; admired the ra

Short break there while I let in the Hub and the roses he bought me; did I mention the Hub went for a blood test and Spud went to school somewhere in all this lot?  Sat down to write my blog and the Hub came down to go out for his blood test and asked me sweetly if I had prepared his tablets and that’s when we had a heated discussion about whether I am easily

Here’s a poem for Carry On Tuesday; the prompt was the first line of Huckleberry Finn, which I have taken as the title.  It is mostly not autobiographical, though I do have a thing about fleas. 

You Don’t Know About Me

I want to star in a movie
Publish a poetry book
Live in the Bahamas
Completely change my look
Electrocute my nose hairs
Learn business Japanese
Just once say the right thing
Stop catching my dog’s fleas

I want a season ticket to the Globe
An extra hole in my ear lobe
Respond with wit to those who probe
Attend an affair that requires a robe

I’m sad that you don’t know
The places I want to go
The friends I want to make
The risks I want to take
The things I want to do
With and without you

Then, when I am almost dead
I’ll recall the life I’ve led
Relive it in my head
And laugh on my death-bed

14 Responses to “Sidetrack Sindy”

  1. vivinfrance September 9, 2010 at 11:52 #

    distracted. Jock gets mad at me for finishing his sentences, but I couldn’t resist that one.

    Aren’t you having a great day… Well, at least you laugh about it.

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    • tillybud September 9, 2010 at 15:35 #

      🙂

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  2. vivinfrance September 9, 2010 at 11:52 #

    PS, THE POEMS ARE WITTY AND WISE, AS USUAL.

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  3. Deborah September 9, 2010 at 12:23 #

    I loved this and I love your ‘facts about me’ both made me smile a lot! :o)

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  4. amanda September 9, 2010 at 13:07 #

    Hi Tilly Bud,
    I am not sure if this is your writers Island but I liked the poem very much the style is very Unique.

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  5. Alison September 9, 2010 at 13:39 #

    I absolutely loved the poem – it perfectly sums up all my wishes/day dreams even if they are sometimes contradictory

    Glad someone else catches their dogs’ fleas – I thought it was impossible but my two proved me wrong

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  6. pamela September 9, 2010 at 17:08 #

    Tilly always a pleasure to read your stories and your poems!
    Pamela

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    • tillybud September 10, 2010 at 09:01 #

      Thank you, Pamela.

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  7. slpmartin September 9, 2010 at 19:17 #

    I think your thought processes are quite normal…well I should note that I have been accused, falsely of course, of getting sidetracked from time to time, but such statements are made by people who just don’t understand creative souls like you. As is almost always the case, a most enjoyable post and poem.

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    • tillybud September 10, 2010 at 09:01 #

      Thanks!

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  8. Amias September 10, 2010 at 17:19 #

    oh i so enjoyed this poem, and i feel it.

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  9. Dick September 11, 2010 at 23:25 #

    Clever, witty and poignant and neatly contained within a disciplined rhyme scheme. Good stuff.

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  10. nimaruichi September 12, 2010 at 12:03 #

    I don’t know you
    Only the poem you write
    Poignant yet funny
    Spirited and bright

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    • tillybud September 13, 2010 at 08:09 #

      Thank you for your gift!

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