It's your typical Monday, but somehow, you've managed to cram 27 things into your schedule.
Meet with Bob about the Johnson Project, but only if you can remember what it's about.
Try to eat something that doesn't come out of a vending machine.
Finish Project X, or at least pretend to, so you can take a nap.
Read 47 unread emails, and maybe respond to a few that aren't from your mom.
And don't even get me started on the tasks you're not listing...