Just Piddling

I can find more things to piddle in. For example I walked into the garage for something. I don't even remember what. Then I decided to look for a mirror I had hand painted a few years ago. (it seems to have disappeared).
I began going through my china painting stuff, (china, Paints, Brushes) I realized I had a whole card of Dresden brushes I had never taken off the card.
My paints are dried up, I dropped one piece of china, (broke in 1000 pieces) at least it was not my bone china. Although it is just stuff and can be replaced.
I then began looking for rose tie backs I bought at Penney's, I found 3, Like that does me any good, I still have one missing. I need to prepare a box of Mommy's stuff for my Daughter. Things I know she would use.
I found my old, 45 years old, first potato masher. That came in the house with me.
Last time I brought something old in David ran it in the garbage disposal. (accident).
Those are pictured on a post a ways back. A few months. My first measuring spoons.
I finally came in to rest a while, when I smelled something burning, Smelled like burned potatoes. I had not cooked anything so what is that? I panic. I began to run to the back of the house when I pass the oven and realize it is still on.
I had began baking butternut squash and forgot all about them.
They are nice and mushy now, Will make great soup this cold winter.
I chastised myself for panicking. That was ridiculous and I knew it had to be food I smelled.
So I am off now to take it out of the oven, (should be cool now) and package it in freezer bags. Whew one more thing done.
As you can see I feel so much better, guess the antibiotics are working.