P.S. Hmmm, I'm having second thoughts about this banana bread. I've just remembered I have to go shopping (today is the bazaar day) and do a translation for my cousin Monika, so....dear dying bananas, please hang on in there for a wee bit longer ...
Tuesday, 3 February 2009
dying bananas
I think I am the most disorganised person on the planet! I do thousand of things at the same time, finding it hard to do something until it's finished and done. I wake up and eat some breakfast and switch on my laptop and while reading all the lovely blogs I am addicted to, I put a coffee pot and milk on the stove - and while I'm reading or writing, the milk boils all over the stove and burns - like now, for example...I buy a huge bunch of bananas to make a banana bread and then the bananas die because I forget about them, I buy a ball of string to make something nice out of it and the ball of string becomes an entangled pile of string instead of a lovely basket or a placemat or whatever that would be useful in some way.
I buy a notebook and write down day schedule, and cleaning schedule, and work schedule and exercise schedule and cooking schedule, etc. and then I wake up at 11am and all the lovely schedules must be rescheduled....and then I remember to put the laundry in the washing machine, but on the way I see a pile of dirty dishes to be washed, so I start washing them, and while washing them, someone calls me on skype, so I leave the dishes and start talking for a couple of hours, and then I remember about the laundry and go to the laundry basket but on my way I decide to have some coffee so I put the coffee pot and the milk on the stove and go back to the laundry and then I see some dirt on the floor, so I take the hoover and start hoovering and then I hear the sound of the milk boiling over, so I run to the kitchen to clean the smelly burnt milk and then I remember that it's time to cook something for Kemal who's coming back from work soon, so I quickly start peeling some onions and veggies and in the meantime, I check the internet, and then an hour passes or two and then I remember about the laundry, so I go to the laundry basket and sort the laundry by colours and then I finally manage to put one load into the washing machine and then I remember about the dinner so I run back to the kitchen and carry on cooking, but then someone calls me on skype again or I switch on tv, or I remember I was going to check something on the internet, then the washing machine beeps which means that the washing is done, so I run to take the laundry from the machine otherwise the machine will keep beeping and beeping and then I find out that the dryer on the balcony is full with the laundry from couple of days before that I forgot about, so I pick it up first and leave it on the bed to iron later and in the meantime I see that the flowers in the pots on the balcony are almost dead of thirst so I run and grab the watering can and then I remember about the dinner so I run to the kitchen and if the dinner is not burnt yet I remember about my coffee which is already cold by that time so I decide to make myself a new one, so I put the coffee pot and the milk on the stove and remember about the wet laundry so I run to the balcony to hung the laundry and then I see the flowers which haven't been watered yet, so I go back for the watering can, but when I go to the kitchen there is a lovely smell of milk burning on the stove and so I have to clean the stove again and in the meantime I check the dinner and decide to make a salad too, so I start washing the lettuce and veggies for the salad and my coffee gets cold, then someone calls me on skype so I talk with them for a few minutes, then I decide to finally do something about that pile of entangled string, so I start disentangling it, then I remember I was going to call Iwona to ask her about something, then the bell rings and I open the door with the phone in one hand, pile of string, watering can in the other and tripping over the hoover, it's Kemal, he comes in, kisses me and asks: what have you done today? and I say: nothing, nothing really..while still talking to Iwona on the phone...and I quickly run back to the kitchen, and.....you can guess the rest. So I think I really should go now and do something about the dying bananas, my plan is to make a whole wheat chocolate chip banana bread (I found the recipe here, looks yummy), I'll let you know how it goes.
P.S. Hmmm, I'm having second thoughts about this banana bread. I've just remembered I have to go shopping (today is the bazaar day) and do a translation for my cousin Monika, so....dear dying bananas, please hang on in there for a wee bit longer ...
P.S. Hmmm, I'm having second thoughts about this banana bread. I've just remembered I have to go shopping (today is the bazaar day) and do a translation for my cousin Monika, so....dear dying bananas, please hang on in there for a wee bit longer ...
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Oh my, you just described a day in my life!
Hope your banana bread turns out yummy. Or you can always put them in the freezer to add to smoothies. That's where my husband puts the overripe bananas that I've forgotten about :)
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