That’s about all I can say for myself today. Doing plenty of multi-tasking but I feel as if I’m a hamster on a treadmill trying to catch the cheese. Or in the case of what we fed my hamsters, macaroni and cheese, or something like that.

Maybe I’m wrong, but I remember when one of my hamster’s ran away, I was devastated. We, meaning my family, had to go to my cousin’s bar/bat mitzvah, and I didn’t want to leave the hamster alone on the loose. My parents probably thought she was lost forever, but I wouldn’t let her be. So we put bowls of some sort of human food all over the house, both upstairs and downstairs, and when we came home we found whichever one of my 8 teddy bear hamsters it was at the time, sitting on top of the bowl, munching away at the food.

And now I have to go take an important call. See, I’m not unproductive, just scattered.