Preparing train of thought

There is officially more on my things to do list than I can get done. Something's gotta go, and it's probably dinner. I need a mop. And I need to use it. I need to get to council to pick up one certificate that I should have gotten when I went down there last time. I've got laundry and I should make a cake. At the very least I need to do the uniforms and what am I wearing? I better own something. And it better be clean. What are the chances those plants will die inside? What are the chances they would die if they were outside? Should I water them? Or will they be too wet? How long will it take me to carry all of those pots to the car and then inside up to the third floor? Do I need to make a sign? Does someone have sharpies and do I need plastic table clothes for under the banners? Will I remember any of this on Friday? I need to remember to bring six tens. I hope it doesn't last all night. and I better get a slide. And I should buy beer. And I don't have a gift for Ryan. Can I get that at council too? Should I make Frank get a haircut? When is his AP test, and will he have time? And wasn't there something on the calendar for Sunday? Frank wonders why I'm cranky and this is only day two of the diet. Will there be a day three? Someone should vacuum. Will Nick do it? Oh, no, I forgot to go pay Kenny and Billy. How many people are on Maureen's list? Should that matter to me? I wonder if I should check in with Joe. Will he remember the plaque? and the flags? Will I remember the notebook? do I have stockings? It's my bed time.