Scattered EVERYWHERE!

I never knew how (potentially) scatter-brained I am until this (I think) subtle characteristic showed up in very obvious ways on Tuesday.

The morning was like any other morning of mine this summer. That's right. With full and purposeful intentions of getting up at a decent time so I could get stuff done, I still turned my clock off and slept for 2 more hours.
I felt physically refreshed after my morning nap, but I guess my brain wasn't all there.
I searched the online classifieds for part-time jobs (I'm only working in the afternoons right now), and then proceeded to write up some relevant cover letters and resumes to sell myself (boo...). A little bit into that I realized.... AHHH I only have a few minutes before I have to go and I still had to eat breakfast and make supper, print off resumes, fax them.....!
So now my morning, instead of like a slug's morning, becamse like an ant's when someone steps on its ant hill. I was frantically spinning in circles, trying to keep track of everything in my brain: laundy...have to finish...do later (it's taken 3 days to dry a load)...lunch: chicken, mayonnaise...bun....lettuce...what do I need for work?...clip board...phone...wallet...don't forget Bible study and time between Bible study...oh! fax resumes!...remember to check oil (it's been leaking)...etc. etc. etc (imagine this all in a matter of a very few mintues - most thoughts all at the same time)...run up the stairs...apologize to the turtles for startling them...wonder if there's enough oil in my car...and GO!
The minute I locked the back door and closed it, it hit me....I left my keys in the house. But that's ok because....I have my spare set of car keys in my bag! Yay for organization.... Except... I put the club on my car, and my other set had that key on it.
So I had to make some quick phone calls, read a bit of my book while I waited for Tricia to come home (second time for her that day), grabbed my keys, and headed out.
Remembered to check my oil, no time to get resumes out so said a quick prayer about that, laughed at myself, and started driving.
There were a few other mindless mishaps during work (not good when you're trying to look professional), and then I decided I would go to the park to write a blog. After I got there, ate my supper, and moved out of the way at least 3 times for some kind of insect that couldn't fly and kept crawling towards me (I would've helped it except it was a stinging insect, and what kind of help could I give a bug anyway), I realized I left my paper in my car two blocks away. That's far when you're outside and ready to settle down for an hour or so.
All of this, along with this final thought, made me laugh at myself alot that day (and the rest of this week...):
As I was putting my qualifications on resumes in the morning, I stated that I was organized. Ha. After a few minutes of running around I went back to the computer, deleted that comment and decided I probably wouldn't qualify for any job that says I need to have strong organizational skills and work under pressue all at the same time. Good thing God doesn't look at qualifications and just accepts me into His work as I am! If I am ever organized within His work, it'll totally be Him doing it.