Wandering thoughts...

The cold medicine must be leaving my system.  My brain is starting to fire on more than one piston again.  Or maybe not.  But I can feel like I'm on the uptick of this doozy.  It wasn't a fun one.  And luckily, the family is still spared except for a few stuffed noses.  Was thinking this morning that most my close interaction is with the dog during the day.  And she never gets a cold.  Or do they?  I could 'google' it to see if dogs can catch colds from people.  But I'm a bit lazy for that today.  I've been known to vacuum up Polly Pocket shoes.  In fact, I almost feel a bit of satisfaction hearing it slip underneath the suction.  I'm nearly there with the latest craze - bendy bands or whatever you call them these days.  I can't believe people actually spend money for glorified colored rubber bands that lie flat in shapes of footballs, states, flowers, you name it.  Then kids (hopefully not too many adults) put them on their wrists and they look like wrinkled rubber bands.  Ugh.  I'm happy to say that I haven't spent one nickel on them.  But somehow, our kids are 'trading' with friends.  What I don't understand is how they negotiated the first trade since their inventory was "0".  Hmmm.  There was a dog loose this morning.  'Abby' was her name.  Less than one lick of sense in her.  A yellow lab with a few drops of stupid mixed in.  She ran into our garage like she owned the place.  Captured her, looked at her collar id tag, and walked her back 1/2 mile back to her rightful owner.  I sometimes think ours isn't too bright.  But being around that one made me think ol' Lisi isn't too bad.  So I think I mentioned cleaning out the fridge and freezer.  Did you know I found four partial packs of hot dog buns?  Always just two in them.  And they were crusty.  So I threw them.  And you know what?  I'll do it again.  Save old buns.  Not sure why.  Always think that there'll be meatballs or meatloaf coming soon.  Usually doesn't happen.  So the task today was the oven.  It was gross.    I do a lot of cooking.  Baking.  You name it.  And with constant use comes some debris and dirt.  Took me nearly an hour and a half.  But it looks "ting" now!  Was thinking though as I was scouring with a pad and some good elbow grease... a lot of what we 'housewives' do doesn't show.  Like cleaning ovens.  Watering plants. Emptying out the vacuum bag.   Ironing.  Emptying the dishwasher.  You can't immediately see the job done.  But if it isn't, then it is obvious that something isn't being tended to.  That's kind of like some of the most important parts of our lives really.  What we do behind the scenes isn't really all that noticeable - until we aren't doing it...  if you know what I mean.  And right now it is apparent to me that it is nearly mid-afternoon, and I haven't showered.  And soon there will be other people here and they will take note.  So I must let these wandering thoughts wander off...