Busy Looking Out Of The Window?

Um, on one hand, I'm so busy that I don't know whether I've come or gone. On the other hand, I often find myself peering into space, trying to decide the minutiae of the moment.

Today, I:
- woke at 7
- made a Keurig coffee - yum!
- toasted a seventh-month-old Lender's frozen bagel - yum, again.
- used the commode
- scraped me whiskers
- thought again about an entertainment plan, with my child in mind, for tonight
- visited eBay and bought a battery and car charger for my "new" used phone. I'm such a cheapskate, but then, I have more money than you, so . . .
- made another coffee
- smoked (!) and regretted it not only because it's f-ing cold outside, but because I shoulda nota dun it. Do over!
- thought about how late it was getting
- scratched my ear
- assembled my daughter's gift (my old pro camera, a Fuji S2.) New memory card, strap, batteries (expensive ones at two for ten bucks). Let's see if she's a photographer.
- checked e-mail. No surprises, just junk, mailing lists, blah blah, blah
- peed
- wrote this

Now I have to:
- get yams, cookie dough, flour, other sh*t
- start cooking the ham
- run over to Marshall's to see about additional "budget" gifts for people I simply missed.
- cook the yams
- wrap
- put pictures up to be printed

I dunno, a lot of stuff, okay? I'm going now. Let's see what gets done.