I knew that.

I've been doing a lot of thinking about my past, present and future today for some reason. What I knew, what I know, and what I should have figured out.

I knew what I did. I knew what I took. I knew what I smoked. I knew who I wanted. I knew who I loved. I knew who I missed.

I know who I love. I know who I miss.

I didn't know mental illnesses filled every fiber of my being - right down to my toenails. I knew everyone was secretly like that.

I know (now) they're not.

I knew why I moved out. I knew why I moved in. I knew why they were my friends. I knew why they stopped being my friends.

I know why I lose friends.


I knew why I returned. I knew why I quit school. I knew why I quit my job.


I know why this is my home.


I knew why I got pregnant. I knew why I kept her.


I know why I had her.


I knew how I was no longer able to ignore it.


I know why I got help.


I know my meds (and pop) make me gain weight.  I know meds will always be a part of my life. I know that my hair is falling out. I know that I'm afraid of showers. I know that I'm afraid of windows. I know that I love Spongebob.


I know my son owes his teacher a quarter. I know we're having chicken for supper. I know I need to do some rearranging.


I know I need to get started.  Darnit.

Stacy Homemaker

I don't suppose being caught up on laundry, and *writing* down recipes to try really qualifies me for a homemaker of the year award, but it sure feels like it should.  I mean, my right hand is cramping a lot and everything.

In my defense, we don't have money to buy food right now (let alone "ingredients"), and I'm saving housework for Brenna - who owes me on a grand scale. If it's not going to be dishes, then it's going to be, well, everything else.

My dogs get nervous when I have my laptop on my lap, and they can't get up here. Random info.

So only like 5 people read this.  Also random info.

I just folded a bunch of towels.  I really need a place to keep clean towels.

My daughter was really mean to me this morning.  I'm expecting an apology, AND a thanks when she gets home.

I'm thinking about finishing these shelves that Zac was putting together last weekend.  I kind of don't enjoy shelves taking up the entire couch. For a week. But even if they were finished, the finished product would still be standing in my kitchen. Until I could find a place to store the 2 mirrors and giant painting that are resting in the place it needs to go.

Alright, only an hour left of recipe time.. so, laters..

Things I just decided.

1.  I don't like whistling.

2.  I don't like clapping in any sort of music or song that doesn't involve the phrase "B-I-N-G-O". And even then it's kind of iffy.

3.  I was folding laundry, and realized how much I hate hate hate turning clothes right side out.  So from now on, I'm not going to.  They shall be folded inside out, and the wearer can deal with it as he/she pleases.


4.  I don't like when people play guitars so fast that it cuts off notes.


5.  I don't like the phrase "uric acid".


6.  I want a puppy.  But I want one that doesn't bark, or pee in my house.

I couldn't be a teenager.

I'm pretty sure Zac wanted me to put his socks and shoes on, and take the trash to my dad's myself... but no, I didn't.

I'm not a nice person.  Not really. I will help someone, if it's convenient for me. But I'm not one to go out of my way to be a good neighbor.

Give you a can of soup, yes. Babysit, I doubt it.

I couldn't go back to being a teenager for this reason.  Many, many other reasons as well, but mainly this one.

Teens need attention.  They get sad when you ignore them for a boyfriend.  Friendships break up because of silly drama.  Drama period. Too much drama. Ug, drama.

My friends know I'm not good about hanging out.  We go a week or two without talking.  But they also know that I love them more than crack, and get so excited my toes twitch when I hear from them.

Things were so different when I was little.  If I didn't get a note back in study hall, or didn't talk to a friend all day, it was tragic stuff.

I don't have the energy for that much dedication anymore.  I love my friends.  But, well, there are no buts.. I just love them.

It's okay if they put their family and husbands before me.  That's life.  Now it is, anyway.

When did I get old?

Stay at home mom? That's not hard.

I don't have a "real" job.  I just stay at home all day watching tv, and messing around on the computer. At least that's what the phrase "stay at home mom" seems to imply.  Recently, someone claimed that if a stay at home mom's house wasn't pristine, and didn't have home cooked meals on the table all the time, that the moms were just lazy because she did it just fine.

Well, maybe. Or maybe I just don't cook.  I'm not a cook.  I hate cooking, touching raw food, and processing recipes in my brain enough to make it come out in a digestible manner.  Yet my kids are still alive, and thriving.  Go figure.

Also, I'm not overly ashamed to admit that my cousin and her two friends came over, and helped me sort out big chunks of my house a few months ago.  I needed the help.  I was sick for 3 months at the beginning of the year.  The year before I spent large chunks of time in the psycho-people hospital. Come to think of it, the year before I did too.  And I have too much crap. Speaking of recipes, that's one for total chaos.  So they came.  And they opened my world back up. And showed me that people are awesome.

But anyway, my house isn't as clean as it should be. I still have a lot of clutter, and I seem to have no organizational skills what so ever.  Sometimes I look around and think to myself "Whyyyyyy?", but then things like this morning happen, and I remember whyyyyyy.

I was doing fine until about 9am. Then I hear "Did you eat the rest of that cake?" .. I said "uh, no, when did we have cake?" .. I assumed Zac came out, and I hadn't heard him.

Nope. A voice. And even after I figured out it wasn't real, I argued with it.  Because I didn't eat any cake. I don't even like cake. And why should it care about my consumption (or lack thereof) of cake anyway?


It's frustrating. And tiring. By 9:30 I was ready to just go back to bed. Which I did for an hour and a half, and woke up wondering if I ate cake and just don't remember.


Real? no. Convincing? yes.


I am mentally exhausted, and I don't predict housework happening today.  And I'm pretty sure Chris will be eating a hotdog and some peas for supper.


I might even go back to bed until he gets home at 4.  You can call it "lazy" if you want to. I will continue to call it "hiding from my weird reality".

Mornings? Check.

I'm not hating mornings as much as I have in the past.  The alone time is kind of nice, and in some cases - productive. Not overly, but just. I think it has a lot to do with actually taking my meds at the exact right time.. Something I'm getting pretty good at thanks to my new phone.  Today I'm not even tired (I bet I will be in about 5 hours though).

I'm really enjoying my furnace being fixed.. It and the a/c now shut on and off, and don't run all the time. Thank you Jarrod. My electric bill thanks you as well.

I wonder what to have for breakfast. I can't think of anything else to write, so I'm going to go figure that out.

Gaping Holes R Us

I went to the dentist with the mindset that they will do some cleaning, and do a filling. Or whatever.

Well he pulled a tooth.  It wasn't so bad except I'm starving right now, and I can already tell it's going to be really weird not having a tooth back there. It makes things uneven. This does not work well for my OCD. And there's a really big hole because it was partly fused to the bone.

I have to go back on Thursday for a cleaning and a filling.. Yeah, that's what they say now..

"Why do I have to play each of my games once every day?" .. "My OCD is rubbing off on you."

I want people to wait on me today.

Brenna's dad should find out if he can see again today.  His surgery went well yesterday.

I think I'll write more later. I'm not funny today either.

I really love rain

I really love the rain. I mean I REALLY LOVE the rain. I've embraced these days without the sun, and well, mostly just thought about how much I love the rain, and hate the sun.

Do you hate it when you're really mad at someone, and then they wake up the next day acting like nothing is wrong?

Christopher is flipping through an encyclopedia.  Brenna is on Facebook.

I wish someone would hand me the remote.. Contrary to popular belief, Sunday is not for football.

At least when Zac isn't home.

Quit smurfing all over the road!

"They're developing technology in cars that will track road conditions, so if there's a shovel in the middle of the road, it will smurf you over." ~Zac

Good to know. Especially if I'm trying to out run Gargamel or something.

Okay, so the first thing on my mind, I won't share.

The 2nd thing on my mind is a turkey and cheese sub from Subway that's in my fridge for supper.  I want it now.  I also think that if you're not going to load it up with all the vegetables, it should cost less.  I know vegetables are probably cheap, but so am I.

I almost just asked my dog to get me a drink out of the fridge. Not sure where that came from.

I traded alcohol for hamburger this morning.

I'm trying to write this, and check my dragons on Facebook at the same time.

"What's the name of that city that has the college in Colorado?" ~Zac  .. Yeah, I had no idea, I just started naming towns that I've heard of until I got it right. Go me! I didn't win a prize though.

Maybe I do get a prize. Zac is going to wash some silverware. And I love him for it.

I need to figure out how to order books online. I'd be more excited about it, if I wasn't going to have to do it with a 5 year old on my lap.

I kind of feel lost now that I don't have unlimited laundry to do.

I wonder if I could fall asleep, if I tried to take a nap. Let's test it out, shall we?

Just for the record.. Zac has driven over a shovel in my car before.

Big Plans

"Did you do this? this? this? this?" ... "no, but you didn't either."

At least that's what I wanted to say.

It's to do list time again. I've got a massive one, and 4 rooms left to analyze.  I am estimating it to be around 500 tasks so far.  Yeah, I get detailed. That way I can cross more off, and feel like I'm accomplishing more.  It keeps my motivation up?  Massively detailed lists take a lot of effort themselves, so it's taken me a few days just to get this far.

And it's exhausting, actually.

Chris and I can't get his bed apart.  I suppose we'll have to haul it over to grampa's to have him work his magic on it. Regardless there will be no more kiddo bed in my room, and I think I'm going to rearrange it today.

I want to finish my list first though.

I just checked and it has 522 tasks on it.  I still have the kids' rooms, and the small bathroom to add to it. And the lawn/deck etc.

I haven't really done anything today. I slept a lot. I'm hoping Chris will help me do some stuff later. I think I'm going to throw a lot of socks away.  And go through shoes. I need Zac to go through his socks, and decide what he wants to keep. I'm sick of having 890234 unmatched socks laying around.

Other news.. Certainly I can hook up a tv and wii all by myself, right? I am going to try to get the controllers to work. Another goal for the day. But that requires moving a dresser. And that requires clearing out the corner of my room with all the blankets. And that requires motivation.

I'd really rather play with my son.

I'm being asked to do something that makes every fiber of my being scream in protest, but Zac's family can't help that one member is psychotastic, right? yeah.

Hmm, mom is home. I think we'll go over there!

Laundry & GPS

I have been behind on laundry for quite some time. Years. I estimated about 3 of them to be exact, but folding the last load really put the figure more at around 4-5. I was folding baby shorts, and there were tons of baby socks. I also came across maternity clothes. I find it disturbing that I wore them while carrying a nine and a half pound baby inside me, but they're too small for my fat ass now.

Not funny.  Disturbing.

But back to the happy news. I am finally down to current laundry. The huge mountain of backlog is gone. If I can pound out another 2 loads today, I will be totally caught up!  Don't get excited though because to do that I'd have to give in and pick up all of Zac's dirty clothes from the floor next to (NEXT TO) the hamper.  I don't know that I have that in me.  Oh don't look surprised - We all know I'm petty and stubborn like that.

Speaking of things you probably all know.. I dropped my phone in the toilet last week, and am the new owner of a Blackberry.  I'd like to say I hate it (for reasons unknown to me), but I'm in love with it.  Mostly because it keeps track of my appointments, and the texting is set up the way I like it.

OH! And the GPS. The most annoying, yet fascinating thing ever!

Hmm. I've got to get up and fold clothes, so the ones in the washer will fit in there when they're done. My life is that exciting.

Laundry and Chicken.

This was my facebook status earlier..

"Did I clean today? Ah yes, look at the top of my washer glistening with the sprinkling of 3 months of lint dust, and rejoice, for you can see the top of the washing machine."

There may be an extra comma in there.

Chris got invited to his first friend sleep over today. He's very excited, and counting down the days already.

I bought a Bible the other day. $45. If that doesn't show dedication to the Lord, I don't know what does? hehe. It's not just a Bible, it's a Bible arranged into chronological order. I'm hoping this will help in satisfying my need to find a shred of comfort. Though like I told Mark, I'm probably going to need family trees and charts in addition to this new found timeline. Something has got to make sense sometime, right?

Chris needs medicine in a few minutes. Then I need some in a half hour. Then I'll take some at 7. Then he takes some around 8.

Ug, what's for supper? I should think about that soon. Oh wait! I think there's chicken left. Hooray!

Alright. I'm off to do more laundry crap.

Shhh... Continued.

So Chris is camping at the dam with grampa. There's feeding fish, a tin boat, the camper.. Fun Times!

But gosh it's even quieter at night when he's not here.

I had 3 "less than mini" candy bars, and some pickles for supper.

I'm out of some of my medications because we forgot to pick them up yesterday.

My house is hot. Not super hot, but hot enough that I am not as happy as I was before I turned the a/c off. It's not awful. But I might turn it back on just to take the edge off before bed. It's only 57 outside. What the heck? I should want the heat on!

I think that wraps it up for tonight. I'm distracted by That 70s Show, and can't remember what I was going to write.

Night!

Shhhh..

It's quiet. Chris is at mom's. Brenna is in the bath. I just turned the a/c fan off. For the first time since we got back from NC on July 10th? It's broken. The a/c works, but dad and Jarrod had to rig it up so the fan never goes off. Or something. Well after paying a $300 electric bill yesterday, we've tossed around the idea of nixing that. And right on cue it's cloudy and rainy.. low of 41 even! So I'm more on board than if it was still in the 90s. I can't stand being hot. I hate it worse than mustard. And that's a lot.

I called Chris's bus friend's dad today because he's been really excited about going over there to play Wii. It's a holiday weekend, so of course they're busy every day, but we'll get something set up eventually. Chris was heartbroken he couldn't go today. I mean seriously heartbroken! It was sad, but luckily Brenna is good at cheering him up. Zac and I couldn't get him to stop crying, but she did in like 30 seconds. Talent.

There is nothing going on on Facebook today. Everyone must be doing the football crap. I'd like to care about it, but I don't.

I need to shower. And clean the shower. And exercise. And clean the living room floor so I have room to exercise. Probably not all in that order.

Maybe some lunch first.

Then and Now.

Five years makes a lot of difference. I didn't really have a point for this blog, but sometimes I take a look at that picture, and just have my mind blown that they're so old now.

Which in turn makes me old.

Well, old-ish.

We might go dress shopping tonight for Brenna. If grama gets off work in time. It needs done before all my money is gone.

I also Must Must Must buy at least some milk. I have a list of things we need to pick and choose from while I'm at the store. Like yogurt. And chicken nuggets.

I think I might actually be cold today. I shall go turn off the AC.

I was in town all morning, so I haven't planned out what I'm doing today yet. I should get on that.

OH! And what a difference an hour makes for bedtime. I was an hour behind getting Chris in bed last night, and he was even more terribly, incredibly, severely hard to wake up this morning. In my defense, I was getting fresh bedding on the beds, and making supper for myself and Brenna.. but yeah, I won't (hopefully) be making that mistake again. *cringe*

I'm glad it's a weekend now. Well, not RIGHT now, but you know what I mean.

I want to upload videos to Facebook, but I'm not that patient.

I'm glad they're bringing back Cabbage Patch Kids. Just plain ones.. not ones with teeth, or salon whatevers. Just CPK. Mine's name was Lena, but I changed it to Elizabeth. She's still over at my mom's. Random info.

YAY RAIN!

outs.

Shelves

Well, that's THE shelf. It's above my washer/dryer. It's where I keep the blankets, sheets, towels, and pillow cases. And apparently grass seed, a gallon of paint, a swing set part, and a sewer's measuring tape thing rolled up and tied together by a used dryer sheet. I know this because I just had to figure out how to put the giant laundry soap thing we bought up there.

I did that instead of folding the clothes I took out of the dryer. I put clothes in the dryer though. Didn't so much start it, but they're in there. I started another load of laundry too. But it's not what I needed to wash, so I'll have to do more. Grr.

Chris is going to put a pirate tattoo on me. Ok, mission accomplished. Arrrgh.

It's 2 hours later. Maybe 2 and a half.

I sent my son over to my mom's with 2 frozen waffles, per his request.

I will have money tomorrow! Until I give it all to Zac to pay bills, and buy groceries. *tear*

I've completely forgotten what else I was going to write. I'm watching Brenna try to take her tank top off without taking the top shirt off. And she's spouting jibberish, and it's really funny to me.

HAHA! She's the first to need it, so she has to dig the stain stick out from behind the washing machine!

Darnit, I need to make supper.

If I have to clean...

...I may as well make it fun.

Today I will change bedding, making sure to put the pink frilly flower pillow cases on Zac's pillows instead of my own.

Today I will clean the toilet, finding out if mixing toilet cleaner with the new blue water will create toxic fumes.

I also plan on doing laundry, but I haven't figured out how to make that interesting. I put dishes away, and that was pretty boring too. Folding clothes.. eh.. I don't know.

Hey! Who put stuff on the tv? I had that cleaned off.

My family is really working against me on this whole "live in a clean house" crusade.

Aww it's 3pm, and my little man isn't here to watch Curious George with me. I think that's what I miss the most about him being gone all day. I haven't turned off the timer that automatically turns it to this channel for it yet.

Well.. time to get back to work.. or shower.. I haven't really decided yet.

Look what I can do!

I just put a picture in my post. I feel accomplished. Ahh.. gotta love the 4th of July.

Anyway, this opens up much bigger doors for me. And trust me, when it comes to doors, I need fairly wide ones.

Chris had a doctor appointment today to find out why he's been battling (Is that how you spell it? It looks dumb) a fever for the last 5 weeks.

First was the physical exam which was a piece of cake, and actually made him giggle a bit.

Next was the blood work. *cringe*. I'll skip that because I don't care to relive it. They were doing 10 different tests, and they needed a LOT.

Then he got to pee in a cup. Fun times. He's an excellent aimer! I had no idea. He thought the whole thing was neat, and really liked putting the cup of pee in the little compartment. That's always my favorite part too.

On to x-ray where he rocked the lead apron, and enjoyed getting his picture taken over and over. He said it was fun to have his shirt off in town. Should I be scared? The lady let him keep one of the "mess ups", and now I have to find a place to hang it.

We went back to the room to wait (we'd been there pushing 2 hours now), and turns out he has a bad bladder infection, and all they really needed to do was the urine analysis. Grr.

So now we have an answer for the 5 weeks of fevers. If only Urgent Care would have done a pee test when we were there in July.

Zac went clear back to Kearney to take his sister a necklace. He was just complaining about our lack of gas this morning. We have to go to town on Friday anyway. On Friday, when we can afford to fill up with gas. So yeah. But what do I know?

What was my point? Oh yeah, I don't want to get up, and fill my glass with ice. I was just up running around a half hour when Chris got home getting him a snack, and putting his friend's number in the phone, and whatever else kept me off my butt for awhile. And I forgot to do it.

I'm off my game today. It's hard to stay focused. Yes, I know it's cuz I forgot my morning meds for 4 days. Shh. That's not like me either. At least not lately - I've been really good about taking them. I think this new school schedule has me messed up a little. Yeah, let's go with that.

Hmm.

I think I want a Slushy Magic.

Chris got his first phone number from a new friend from school today. Well, I think it's a friend on the bus really, but it still counts, and he's so excited! He even had to program it in the phone himself.

Time for a last random picture.

okay then. It added it at the top, and I have no clue how to get it off of here. Oh well!

toodles.

Are you in good hands?

An Allstate commercial just made me tear up. Also bringing tears to my eyes - the thought of switching to Direct TV just for the NFL Ticket. Don't get me wrong, I know to my die hard football freak of a hubby this is EVERYTHING.. But I hate change.

We're watching a show about marijuana. They keep calling it cannabis, and I don't know how I feel about that. It makes me think of cannon balls, and cannibals. Neither of which gives me happy feelings. Though cannon balls makes me think of pirates, and Johnny Depp makes me seriously happy.. So I guess it's all good. And now when I think "weed", I will lust after Depp. I think it'll work out alright.

Brenna just got home. She also just announced herself to be "daughter of Mrs Insane and Mr Buttcrack". She also said "He gave me a cheeto today. I like cheetos. I almost pushed this one dude off of his bike. I could have if I really tried, but I didn't feel like it. Too much effort."

Zac is making cheesy chicken enchilada rice chicken helper stuff.. Only we have no chicken, so he's using hamburger. I don't know how this makes me feel either. Yes, a lot of emotional wishy-washiness going on tonight.

Ice Ice, Baby

The world is probably getting sick of listening to me chomp ice. The lettuce phase is over, and now I can't get enough ice.

I'll tell you what I'm getting sick of.. waiting for my disability back pay. Knowing it's SO CLOSE, but not here yet is messing with my mind. In big ways.

I had some big pain going on earlier when I tried to take a nap. Zac suggested it was a tumor. He's supportive like that.

I've created a huge shopping list pretty much revolving around coupons. Hundreds of coupons. I went through and got the ones I need (possibly). I finished around 8:30pm. I started around 12:30. I'll let you do the math. I did other things too, but nothing of significance. I still need to go through and group the coupons, so I can decide which one to use when we're at the store.

I don't get to go to the store until my back pay gets here. Unless I sneak there on Saturday. But if I go on Saturday, then I won't get very much of it, I'll have to just cross off a few things, and then have to recopy the entire list because, well, that's just the way it works.

My awesome wireless printer won't work wirelessly. I'm annoyed.

"See these blisters? They hurt so bad, and yet you make me get up to fix the printer."
"I can't shelter you your whole life, hun."

So anyway, if you talk to Zac today, be sure to console him on the loss of skin on the bottom of his feet.

Haha, I said conSOLE.. I'm too funny.

Oh God. He's watching Bonanza. I don't know what disturbs me more.. the fact that he knows all their names, or that he's texting questions to ChaCha about the show.

Well, I need to continue my search for Lunchables coupons.

And refill my glass with ice.

I may need a hobby.

In 2 minutes I will have literally spent 3 hours cutting coupons. Ya, that's what I said. 3 hours.

What's sadder is that I'm still doing it.

Oh! It's raining! cool.

Granted I've taken breaks to use the bathroom, change channels, throw trash away, eat, let the dogs in and out, and in, and out, and then back in, think about starting some laundry, deciding against it, and planning to have Chris pick up his toys from the kitchen floor when he gets home.

This morning was equally as uneventful, but I was in town all morning, so I have an excuse for not getting anything done.

That reminds me.. I love my car.

I'm hoping Chris doesn't have a fever when he comes home from school today. He's been fine in the morning, but then by late afternoon he's got one. It makes no sense. 5 weeks is a long time for it to be happening. I really don't want to go to the doctor today. I don't want to put him through more tests, but come on, really?

At least my mom works there again, so she can do the poking. Maybe if grama pokes him enough, he'll hang out at home a little more often.

*cut*cut*cut*

So my daughter decided this summer to start living at home again. Which is great.. Except now I secretly love the Disney channel. Well, let's not get carried away I guess. I love 3 shows on the Disney channel.

Wizards of Waverly Place, Phinneas and Ferb .. aaaaaand the best of all....

Good Luck Charlie. How can you not love that show? Amy is my favorite.

My hand hurts from cutting. I wonder if I will actually ever purchase two 6.2 to 11oz Archer Farms macaroni and cheese items before September 10th.

Probably not, but it's almost a dare now.

Chores

My son just said to me - "You get to clean the house while I'm at school!" .. Really.. yay.

I think I folded Brenna's entire wardrobe this afternoon. For reals, I am assuming she waits until every piece of her clothing is dirty and piled on her floor before she brings it out to be washed. Well, at least I know they're all getting used, right?

In a blatant move to avoid cleaning this evening, my kids retreated over to grama's. Really it just means I have some peace, and a lot more time before I have to find money for Brenna's phone card. There's a lot on the list of chores that needs to be done before she gets another one. Since I don't have the money, perhaps it's a good thing she's not trying to earn it.

I did have them pound out a couple major things before they left, so it's all good.

I worked on laundry, and I don't know where to go next. I cleaned the trash off of the stove. Seriously, who piles their stove with trash? I won't name names, but oh yeah, it's not me.

I have probably 5 loads of laundry left to do, and then I'll be totally caught up. TOTALLY caught up. It's been years since that was the case. I'll be doing a happy dance. No, you don't get to watch. You might steal my moves.

Other things that need to get done tonight.. finding a spare pair of clothes for Chris to have in his locker at school, putting his bus ID in his back pack, putting his lunch menu choices in his back pack, putting his raisins in his back pack.. His back pack is already full, by the way.. He's already picked out his clothes to wear tomorrow.. Now I just have to manage to get him bathed and in bed by 9, and we're good to go.

Good To Go. I have a lot of socks. Just thought I'd mention it.

Can you put pictures in these blogs? Certainly there's a way.

My pile of boxes in the corner of the living room fell over. This means I have to sort through them sooner than I planned on. Which possibly was "never".

I want to hang my picture up from Aunt Janice. I should have asked for 3 big ones. Then I could cover up the glue squiggles that are a huge eyesore in my living room. I really don't know what to do about them.

I wonder where the hand vacuum cord is.

Time to switch laundry. Any volunteers? I thought not. Alright. I'll be right back.

I'm missing 2 bags on my laundry sorter. I need to hunt those down today. I know one's in the bathroom.

I have got to figure out my clothes situation in my room. I got rid of SO many clothes in March, but they still seem to be everywhere. Obviously I don't wear them, so I think I'll just bag them up and shipt them out.

Ok, time to watch SpongeBob. Outties.

Visitors

My parents just came over to get cheese. Together. On the golf cart.

I don't mind them coming over, I really don't.. I just need like an hour's notice to get my chips in order. If you are not my parents, make it 2 hours.

Another unexpected visitor popped in with my folks.. My big dog, Max. He comes in the house maybe once a year, and usually flits his way right back out. Not so much this time. He's taking a nap in the laundry area hallway.

Anyway, it makes me take another look at the state of my house. C-H-A-O-S. Some of the hilites being .... approximately 40 bottles of alcohol displayed on a towel on my kitchen floor, a McD's bag smooshed next to the wall by the door, a yellow plastic bag in the middle of the living room (contents unknown), and nearly all the contents of one section of the entertainment center spilled out onto the floor. And the cords. Oh My Gosh. The Cords. Everything is plugged into a power strip in the middle of the floor, and I think the whole floor is covered in cords. There has to be another way to provide electricity to our beloved machines. Has to!

My kids ran off to grama's. One while I was in the shower. Neither did what they were asked to get done today. But the quiet is nice.

I have a ton I should get done today. I haven't started anything except uploading some family reunion pictures. Well, I drank 2 Smirnoff Ice wine coolers, if that counts for anything productive.

Maybe I won't do my stuff either. I think I'll run off to hang with my kids at my mom's house.

Well, I woke up a few minutes at 12:30pm, fought sleeping in the chair until about 1, then told Brenna to come out and watch Chris because I couldn't stay awake.

I woke up around 8pm.

So I haven't done anything, and I don't want to make supper. I'm kinda hoping Zac will make something for himself when he gets home, and I can mooch off of it.

The Start of The Domestication of Chaos.

I'm 34 years old, and I'd never cooked a roast.. until today. Well technically it's not cooked yet, but it should be by bedtime. And that's when I'll brag. Provided it's edible.

There's something really cool about sleeping on all fresh clean bedding (even blankets), I almost want to crawl back into bed just to sniff my pillows.

I have a lot of things I want to get done today.

1. laundry, put away
2. organize the pantry
3. clean out 2 fridges and organize
4. clean out and organize a freezer
5. pick up the bathroom
6. get chris in the bath
7. clean off the furniture
8. pick up and vacuum the living room
9. clean cat boxes
10. fill up the animals' water dish
11. take cans to my dad's
12. get the dirty clothes out of my room
13. clean under Chris's bed

yeah, and so far I've put dishes away, started supper, and cleaned off the island.. and I guess I did maybe 1/10 of the pantry. It's not a lot, but it's already more than I've done all week.

Okay, I'm off to do something.. be back in a bit..

3:27pm.. I picked up 3/4 of the bathroom floor.. there seems to be an abundance of football magazines and notebooks trailed all over. I won't point fingers because honestly, do I even need to? haha.

I put stain stuff on one of his shirts.. I think the whole front was covered in last night's supper. I always love it when someone drops more food on themselves while eating than I do.

I worked on the pantry for awhile, but eventually being eye level with a bottle of alcohol pressured me into making a drink, and getting back online to wait for pizza rolls to cook.

Chris is in charge of the living room today. Very slow progress, but still progress. Progress that I don't have to personally do, so it's all good.

4:09pm.. break time again already. Reuniting alike canned goods in a pantry with the light string smacking into your head constantly is not as glamourous as I make it sound?

I keep finding new projects while I'm working on the ones I started with on my list. I am never going to have this house the way I want it.

Zac just took trash out last night, and I've already got another bag waiting to go out.

7:07pm.. I feel like I've been working alllllll day, and not seeing much for results. Maybe that's why I had stopped doing housework in the first place?

Well, I'm worn out, and have a couple hours of 4 year old knock knock jokes to endure.. and countless minutes left of trying to explain that there's no potatoes in chimichangas.. so I shall leave you with this note:

B sharp.

...and 4 shots later

..My son is officially cleared for kindergarten

Watch out Mrs. O'neill!