I didn’t mean to leave you all hanging about the NASCAR thing.  I’ll explain fully tomorrow. Apparently I don’t have the attention span for it tonight.  In fact, I don’t really have an attention span at all tonight.  It took me 4 hours to get all the groceries put away earlier because I kept getting distracted by shiny things.  Or non-shiny things.  Pretty much any thing at all.  For example, earlier Zack and I were taking a shower (WHOOO), and I started staring off into space.  He was like, “Are you okay?” I said yes, then started to laugh, because I’d been thinking about The Biggest Loser.  I then told Zack about the billion-step rabbit trail that had left me standing in the shower with my husband thinking about The Biggest Loser:

I went to yoga today at the place with the doctor’s office scale -> I didn’t weigh myself -> I usually weigh myself without clothes on -> how weird would it have been to weigh myself on a public scale with no clothes on? -> The Biggest Loser people don’t weigh themselves naked -> I wonder if they calibrate the scales to factor in the weight of the clothing on that TV show -> Should we all just include the weight of our clothing in our true weight? -> How weird would it be if they weighed the contestants on TBL naked?!

And that’s why I can’t tell any stories tonight.  Because I clearly didn’t take my ADD meds this morning.