Confession time guys. I'm not 20. I'm actually a 40 year old and a 3 year old trapped simultaneously in a 20 year old body.
I'm taking a Leadership communication course right now. You know, efficient leadership, motivating people, emotional intelligence, changing the world. High brow, deep stuff. I'm in the middle of a paragraph on adding value to every situation you are in when I somehow end up on Pinterest. Crazy, right?
Well, normally these detours last 1.5 minutes. This time I clicked through a picture on spring break ideas for your preschooler. [Background: we are not on spring break, we do not have a preschooler in our house, and I'm the only one home right now] A couple clicks later and I'm on this article about flubber. Normal people would move on or pin the thing, right? Right. Unfortunately, normal and I aren't getting along today. Long gone are thoughts of followership and leadership theory. In their place are "Hey! We HAVE Borax! I think we have glue too . . . food coloring can't be hard to find. . ."
Some simple math(approximations) later and a climb on top of the washer later, I sit back down in my study corner with some lemon/sunshine yellow flubber, and the most ridiculous grin. This, my friends, is the life of a hopelessly professional procrastinator.
Your resident 3 year old