Nowhere circles

I've been walking around the house aimlessly today. No motivation to get anything real accomplished. Did Windex the dog snot off the front windows. Did rearrange the kitchen island. Did two loads of laundry. Read some of the Bible: Proverbs. Berated Self for not being able to memorize scripture. Why can I memorize entire poems ("maggie and milly and molly and may") and song lyrics and literary passages but no Bible verses?
Walked past THE MEMORY KEEPER'S DAUGHTER approximately fifteen times, never stopping to pick it up. (One should never watch a movie before reading the book that inspired it.) Want desperately to just stop reading it altogether, but that would mean my ADD got the best of me. There are three YA titles waiting for me at Border's, books I special ordered a week ago. They're Truman Award Nominees; I think it's important to know about these books before school starts up again.
I haven't showered yet today, and considering it's nearly 5 p.m., I just might not get around to it.
Part of me wants to get cleaned up, heat up the hot rollers, try out the new Mary Kay mineral foundation, pull some cashage out of the ATM, and go shopping: I need a new bathing suit and the house needs some paper towels. Another part of me wants to climb into bed and roll around on the sheets, drifting in and out of sleep.
Today is the one-year anniversary of my dad's "official" death.
I'm trying not to think about it.