Today my number one pet peeve is a cup of coffee. I know, I have to have java to live and deal with everything life seems to throw at me. Maybe my issue today is with the size of our house/school. It really gets under my skin when I make a steaming cup of coffee and I start walking through the house with it. From the kitchen through the living/dinning room/gym combo, and into the hallway. Then from some corner of the house, in the deep recesses of a furnace room, the stage or a bathroom someone yells for me. To speed up my reaction time I set my cup down on a book shelf, table, open display case wherever I can set it, and start running to the voice. Once I have handled whatever urgent thing they want, such as a freezie (is there even a proper spelling for that) pop, a tool, the retrieval of a stolen toy I head back to where I think I was before the voice rang out.
For roughly the next 20 to 30 minutes I start looking for my coffee cup. This is not really a reflection of me losing my memory, not really, but there are days I do say my name is Coco. I don’t really think I am Coco, but I tell my kids their mom is in Jamaica and I am a clone named Coco. They don’t buy it either and keep on with the “Mom, MOM…MOOOOOOOM” musical. After attempting to walk the quarter mile to the laundry room, stopping no less that 8 times to intercept wrong doings by little people, pull out snacks or stop the husband from doing something he KNOWS he shouldn’t be doing while renovating this place, you can’t recall to save your life how far you made it through the house/school with the coffee cup. If, that is a HUGE word, if by chance you do recall the location of said cup, it gets sucked out of your brain. When you see a 3 year old streaker, and a man running through the house trying to hide a tub drainage unit, carrying a 6 foot long copper pipe as if he is a shot-put pro, brain cells start shivering and liquid drips out of your ears. By the time you do find the cup, which almost takes an act of congress and the burning bush as indicators, the contents are cold.
But…I have an idea to counteract this. Purchase a thermal cup with a strap to hang from my neck, much like a camera. Carry a backpack filled with snacks, referee whistle, megaphone, small hand held tracking monitor and install Lo-Jack/On Star hybrid unit on all family members. My only concern would be catching them all, and holding them still to have the installation done.