Too busy?

I recall a time when my pastor drove away from the gas station with the nozzle and the hose extension still hanging from his car after filling up. I wondered how busy he must have been, or what was going on in his head that distracted him so greatly that kept him from hanging the nozzle back on the pump.

…Monday I wanted to get a lot of stuff done around the house. Some of you know that I have grubs destroying my backyard, so I wanted to address that before the fall. Before I started working, I ran to Ace and got some stuff I needed for another two or three projects I would get to later that day.

I returned home, placed my keys and wallet on the workbench and went out to work. I dethatched my backyard by hand (applause please), then cut the grass a few levels lower to get ready for the grub preventer/fertilizer and new seed. I came back into the garage, pulled down the Speedy Green 1000 and loaded it with the fertilizer did my paces and then spread new kentucky bluegrass all over to try to fill in all the bare spots from the grubs. I dumped all the extra fertilizer back in the back and went off to the next project.

I worked on three or four other projects during the day and then was able to spend the evening with Kara and the kids. It was a pretty productive day overall.

Tuesday morning I could not find my wallet. I looked everywhere in the garage, car, bedroom, kitchen, bag and coats. Nothing. I was a little angry, but more frustrated with myself, this seems to be a regular occurrence with me. I went to coffee with a good friend and shared the story of my frustration. I recounted my day and where I thought my wallet was. I did remember it falling off the workbench with my keys, but I only remember picking up the keys. And there was no sign of the wallet on the floor of the garage.

Then it hit me. I wonder if it fell in the fertilizer? After coffee I drove home and immediately looked in the fertilizer bag. There, buried in the little yellow and brown beads of nitrogen and grub killer sat my wallet, buried up to its neck in the stuff. Recall it was on top of the fertilizer bag… that means it was not buried when I poured all the extra fertilizer back into the bag… that means my wallet was riding around in the Speedy Green 1000 for 2o minutes with me walking around the yard. Sigh.

Kara said it as important for me to keep track of my wallet, but thought my method of keeping it close was a little ridiculous.

Am I too busy? I don’t know. Am I just not paying attention? Likely. Regardless, I am looking forward to some vacation.

~ by Nate on October 7, 2009.