I have trouble thinking past noon. I am so consumed with here and now that if anyone asks me about anything in the near future, I have no answers.
My mother always wants to know about the next thing happening. Typically, I haven't given the next thing a thought since that would be thinking past the here and now.
The other day she was asking about Christmas, and presents, and the kids, and what I was planning on doing with the Santa issue, and what I already purchased, and what she thought about what she had already purchased,and who was getting what, and what was going where and, and, and, I had to stop her.
I was waist deep in addressing Christmas cards, and struggling through my 1990's system of saving envelopes with return addresses and using those as my guide for sending out cards. I have no address labels, no contact list on my computer, no easy-peasy way of labeling and sending. It is painstaking. It is my own fault. It is old fashioned and extremely backwards. I was all Christmas cards and nothing beyond.
Thankfully my mother understood. I told her we could talk this week after the Christmas cards, and my daughter's birthday were complete.
This morning I will think through this afternoon, and this afternoon, I will think through this evening, anything beyond that will have to wait until tomorrow.