What Is That Feeling...?

You know the feeling that you’ve done something - like return an email or a text message, but when you go to find it, it’s still in your draft folder? Or you’ve taken the chicken out of the freezer, but its still there? Or you’ve done one of a thousand things that you do in a day, but it remains stubbornly undone?

That is how my life has been revolving lately.

I will swear on a stack of bibles, the immortal souls of all my dead ancestors, or worse that I had not only done the task or errand but done it well.

Then when I’m forced by time or circumstance to find said email or package of chicken, it isn’t done or it’s done poorly or still in the freezer. It’ll have a million typos or I drifted off halfway through a thought…sort of like this sentence.

AND to make matters worse sometimes, I’ll have vivid recollections of doing the thing.

AND it should also serve as a red flag to me that I’m moving too fast, multitasking too much, or something…but I’ve never been good at slowing down or taking a hint.

This feeling has to have a name, right? It’s not quite déjà vu, but I don’t know how else to describe it.