*this could be why I don't do FaceBook updates*
6:52am Our day started with Ben volunteering to pray. It is not polite to laugh out loud when your kids pray. They probably should not start said prayer by saying, "Thank you, Dear Lord, for a day called September 10th...".
7:00am... coffee. In a quiet house. Love.
7:04am... just remembered our new bed is getting delivered this am. It's been on back order since July. I should probably get dressed...
8:50am... Ryan just called me to see if I will go shopping for him on November 9th. Should have called earlier, that day is all booked up.
9:12am. Still waiting for American Signature to arrive with our new bed. Since I hate wasting time, I have cleaned the whole house while waiting. If I weren't "Just waiting" it would have taken me 6 years. Today it took 1 hour. How is this possible??? And I wonder where Ben gets his "Focussing Issues" from.
10:09am... pretty sure The Fly Lady is the anti-Christ. I do not want to remove the grill off my refrigerator and vacuum the coils. I didn't even know there WERE coils. And I'm ok with that. Yup, still waiting.
10:51am. Bed is here. Pretty sure Cassidy no longer lives with us, I'm certain he ran out the door when they left it open for 15 minutes. They are setting it up... The Head Guy said he liked our house. He is the only one who's ever seen it clean.
10:59am. Still setting up. Second Guy told me there is a big gouge in my front passenger tire. Really hope that doesn't interfere with my lunch plans. Since I know nothing about tires, I have txt'd a picture to Ryan.
11:06am... just checked the progress in my bedroom. :)
11:10am. Just heard Second Guy-up-in-my-bedroom-putting-my-bed-together say, "Is the door still going to close?" He's kidding, right? I'm too afraid to find out.
11:30am... Ryan is not a fan of me driving the car. All is not lost, my friend is coming to pick me up. Good thing, because I HATE it when All is Lost. Good news: the bedroom door still closes:)
12:29pm. Waiting for Debbie. I am working on stuff on Picnik and decide that this would have made a WAY better job than being a nurse. As it turns out, I prefer fonts to shots.
2:19pm Returned from lunch... Very fun. I always enjoy people with more drama in their lives than mine. Makes me feel better, somehow:) Ironically enough, it is very hard for me to sit still during lunch when I don't have to cut up food for other people.
2:31pm Made the bed. It looks BIG and COMFY. Also, I put a few clothes away in the drawers under the bed. Then I stopped because it occurred to me Ryan needs to slide the bed over a couple of inches so it's even in between the windows. I guess Head Guy and Second Guy didn't notice this. Who am I kidding... I didn't notice either until I couldn't reach the electrical outlet. ANYWAYS, a few tshirts might make it too heavy for Ryan, so I stopped.
2:52pm. I decided to vacuum the living room before putting the vacuum cleaner away. When I said I cleaned THE WHOLE HOUSE, that might have been a slight exaggeration. It is STILL significantly cleaner than before. As in, When I Woke Up. Anyways, I nearly killed myself putting the vacuum away in the Harry Potter Closet (aka The Cubbard Under The Stairs, to normal families). I'll not get it out again. Ever. Vacuuming is highly over-rated.
3:06pm Waiting for Ryan to get home so we can drop the car off to get the tire fixed.
3:34pm Dropped the car off... then we stopped by the post office to mail a package to Laurie. (Finally sent you those stamps!)
3:58pm Back at the house, and now I've decided I must go to Target to get Ryan a new pillow and a birthday present for the party Carly is attending tomorrow. There is no way I want to drive Ryan's Cracker Truck, but it seems currently unavoidable.
4:46pm Wandering at Target. So far, I've gotten Ryan underwear, socks, undershirts, a pillow... oh yeah. Supposed to be looking for a birthday present. Further distracted when I stopped to chat with Charisse, who I bumped into (umm, almost literally. Sorry, Charisse). Need a present.
5:13pm Heading back home... having found Scout an item "with skulls on it". Ummm, what kind of party are we sending you off to, Little Miss??
5:45pm Car is ready, so we are going to pick it up. Then Ryan is going to a wake for a sibling of his co-worker and I'm picking up pizza's for dinner. Does this sound off to anyone else? Ok, Cassidy apparently still lives here. He's yowing at me. Which is odd, because he usually ignores us. I ask him what the problem is, and I still can't understand the yowing.
6:13pm My big plans of a night of sitting on the couch RELAXING don't seem to be panning out...
6:14pm Proud owner of a new Front Passenger Side Tire. And new oil. We got an oil change, too. Why not?
6:34pm I just blew out the inside of an egg without cracking it open. The things I do for my kid to do a school "Egghead" project. And seriously, Mom? You used to do that for a CRAFT?? What were you thinking? I'm not ashamed to say that I did tell Ben that if he breaks his Egghead, I'm never speaking to him again. Ok, kidding. It wasn't ever, just for a week.
7:21pm Family Pizza and a Movie Night... Watching Back to the Future III. Great Scott! It doesn't get much better than this! I won't write quotes for the next 2 hours. You are welcome. Seriously. Best Movie Ever.
7:57pm Just got a txt from Kristin. I won't say what it said. Tracy might be mad:) But, now that I think about it, you probably got the same txt. Movie Update: ZZ Top singing in the Wild Wild West. Hilarious.
8:58pm Your future is whatever you make it, so make it a good one.
8:59pm Rays game... Rays up 8-5. We'll see how this goes. Love Rogers Centre in Toronto... Good memories there! Hey Carlos, button up your shirt. There's no reason for that.
9:07pm Ben just whacked Carly in the neck with his newest creation (broken Silly Bandz all tied together to make a rope). Tears everywhere. He was pretty sweet telling her he was sorry and he gave her a very sweet, unforced hug. Awwwww. I guess it's ok that he beat on his sister.
9:38pm Kids off to bed... now I'm crocheting dishcloths. No way can I just sit on the couch doing "nothing". There's something wrong with that. Anyone want any dishcloths? Laurie, I just sent you some. With the stamps.
9:58pm I think if I were making millions of dollars a year, I could make a home run. I think I could figure that out. You know, for millions.
10:09pm Rays win. I'd be more excited, except I'm tired.
10:09pm 16.
There you have it.... A day called September 10th.