How did I go so wrong....?
What in the world was I thinking?
How could I have missed the 16th Day of December?
I lived it. I know it was the 16th... but I have missed it in blogger world.
Yes, that's a shame.
Hilights from the 16th... not exactly in order, or relevance due to the limited brain capicity.
- woke up
- got out of bed
- dragged a comb across my head
- found my way downstairs
- and drank a cup
- and looking up
- I noticed I was late
- milled around
- made some coffee
- said goodbye to half the family
- chatted with the tallest family member
- drove him to school
- because I like him
- went walking at the track.. today it was open-only at the far gate
- sped around the track
- caught up to some girl who was speeding in front of me.
- she might have slowed down
- talked to a woman with a greyhound, they are interesting dogs, decided didn't want to own one
- returned home
- my house gave me the evil eye
- finished organizing christmassy things
- laundry
- dishes (hey they area a given & probably shouldn't count)
- talked to the sister
- talked to the mother
- vacummed
- bathroom (it wasn't a break)
- I wrote an email to a friend... it wasn't a ten second splashy psychotic one.
- cleaned the dogs utensils
- made my way into my bedroom
- feared that
- greatly
- opened up closet doors
- decided to clean the rest of it out
- packed away a laundry basket full of clothes
- please remember that I gave away six reuseable grocery bags last month
- then I hung up the remainder of my clothes
- I took to hanging up summer t-shirts
- feeling desperate
- it was time to fetch the nephew
- picked him up, drove him home
- drove back down, picked up own child plus another nephew, drove him home
- dropped girl off at home
- made my way to grocery store
- (we are out of the four different varieties of milk, plus cream & orange juice)
- relived the moment where I was told not to carry things.... yes.. hmm.. right.
- flew to a little gaming store.
- rushed inside.. thinking I was going to buy a game. Bought some points.
- Went to pick up the boy from the GF's house.
- Took him to piano.
- drove home, wrote a check, found a book and stuffed some key lime shortbread in a bag, threw chicken pieces & snow peas in the microwave (youch hot.. but I ate anyways), heated them, then threw some potstickers in the micro for the crazy boy, heated then left to go back to piano.
- picked up boy.. where the piano teacher told me that they boy was psychotic about finding a beatles book... and I didn't buy it for him.
- dropped the boy off back at the GF's house where he could continue to build pieces of newly purchased furniture.
- drove over to the music store... bought the beatles book that I had asked them to put on hold last week.
- arrived home, plugged in the straightener, flatener, whateverener it's called.
- proceeded to straighten the girls hair, now that's a process.
- decided to straighten my crazy hair... because it was looking crazy.. fly away crazy bits sticking out everywhere & all over the place.
- oh.. no time left.. had to leave to get to christmas like concert at the girls school.
- returned home... eight thirtyish... called the boy... PLEASE COME HOME.
- he wasn't quite done putting screws and things in cabinets
- I waited about until 9 PM, then left to fetch him, ready or not.
- returned home, plugged in christmas tree.... and then proceeded to listen to the boysy play his piano .. and of course that guitar.
- by 10:30 that was enough...I shut down this party for one day.
- turned on Seinfeld...
- And somebody spoke and I went into a dream
1 comment:
Whew!
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