It's Getting Hot in Here

I have the oven on downstairs and it has been on so long that it is actually heating up the upstairs, from where I type this to you now. Please hold. I need to go put my breaded fish squares in the oven. They are pollock, which is admittedly disgusting grade food and akin to feeding your dog generic and processed food. Alas, I couldn't find wild-caught breaded fish nuggets at Trader's, despite my attempt. Well, shoot. They are actually already in the oven and have about three minutes remaining before I need to go consume them. You know how it is. Trying to get one thing done until another thing pops up and you don't even remember that you were doing the first thing or the tenth thing because you get so busy and so distracted. And usually at the point of exhaustion of just trying to remember where exactly I was in the progression of things, I end up just taking a nap. That's how I recharge and get focused again. I go nap. Sorry to all you at desks and in cubicles out there in never, neverland. You don't have this luxury. I will tell you though that your car makes a great docking station and I would highly recommend parking in the darkest corner of your parking garage in order to receive maximum napping benefits. (This is recommended to you via YEARS of experience in napping in my car while I was forced and yet willing went to a desk job for many, many, too many years. You can trust this advice.) You need about 15 minutes somewhere in the middle of your day to refresh you. Okay, at least I do. And you don't have to take it from me that I am living a life that you want to be living. But, time will prove itself. DiiiiINnnnnG!