Kung Fu Fighting

Don't even ask about the title.. just a random thought that popped in my head. I guess it describes how I feel I get through the days. Do you ever feel like you're in a video game? It may sound demented but that's how I often feel.

I imagine myself like this little icon cruising through a Ms.Pac Man like screen ( clearly, you can see how uncool I am that I have no context of what today's Wii and Playstation games look like) with things jumping out to get me... Crying baby with diaper full of poo! Change her and move on.. check. Husband with random science idea as to how to save the world and make money at the same time!... listen, nod, mumble something encouraging.. move on.. check. Whining cat ( yes, I have cats that whine and seemingly yell) that needs petting/food/to be played with.. Repeat afore mentioned sequence (twice)and move on... check. Work crisis that needs resolution, STAT! Confer with team, execute, move on.. check!

Such are the days of my life. I am always moving at hyper speed.. slowing down is an issue. I worry sometimes that since I am so used to shoveling food in fast and furiously before the Pumpkin squawks that I'll forget how to eat like a normal person and will eat with such dubious manners or lack thereof at a business dinner.

You know what though? Such is life. Sleep and peace are for pansies. As my buddy Bruce says,
"Soldier up!". That's what I'm going to do.
Meanwhile, I'm off to fortify with a cup of Joe... or two or three.
Have a good one!