Doing too many things

Did you ever have one of those days?  Those days when you're trying to do a million little things.  "Oh, wait, I have to do X before I do Y," etc.  Oh, I need to hang up clothes.  I should hang up my towel first.  But I'm not done drying my hair.  Ok, dried my hair.  I should comb my hair.  Where's my comb?  It's under the clean clothes on the bed.  I should hang those up.  But my towel!

And then it's almost 4 in the afternoon and you haven't had lunch or showered.

But I totally rocked at getting stuff done this weekend.  I ran both days, hung out tons with Christine, made whole wheat pasta, and cleaned the heck out of the house.  I even washed some windows!  But just some.

Oh, and I tried to chop my thumb off.  My hand slipped into the knife while I was chopping onions, and I sliced a nice chunk off the side.  Then my body rebelled and tried to make me pass out.