pRoCrAsTiNaTe No MoRe

Ummmm, remember that list from Monday? That overly optimistic, stars~in~my~eyes list that I made of all the glorious things I was going to do? Yeah, I do too. Then reality struck. I didn't do them.

I've been blessedly lazy all week. I've taken naps, watched Disney with the kiddos, played with the bloggy blog, I've basically done lots of things~other than all the things I said I would do.

I guess the bug bit me today, and I finally got productive. I pulled sheets, comforters and shams off all the beds and washed them in hot water, I've Lysoled the entire house, I've cleaned closets, rooms, floors~all of this was upstairs. I stopped with our room~I'm going to finish it tonight and start on the downstairs tomorrow.

Ah. The smell of Lysol.

The reason for the June Cleaver picture is to tell you how much I am NOT her. I did too much today and we're ordering pizza for dinner tonight. Hey. I can't do it all. And I don't feel guilty.

Well, not quite. We're patiently {not really} waiting on Todd to come home~so I can let him answer all the questions for a while.

I watched Noah take a 3 hour nap today. I might have joined him for a half hour or so. Might have.

I'm still about to pull my hair out. I am really not used to staying home anymore, and this idleness is about to get to me. I don't see the light at the end of the tunnel, either.

I will manage. Somehow. Tomorrow, my cabinets might get cleaned out. Might. My bathroom cabinet got cleaned out this morning.

I found some long lost items that I had given up on. I won't say anymore about THAT.

I'm thinking about changing the blog up a little again, but I can't find a background that I like as much as this one. I want something more fall~ish.

Speaking of fall~I'm pulling the pumpkins out tonight!!! I am going to get all my fall decorations out when Todd comes home. Well, after dinner. I decided to wait and let him help me, because that is his most favorite thing to do in all of the world.

Hear the sarcasm?

I think the bug is getting to my head. I must go now, before I bore you to tears.

I would not want that.

I would never want you to be as bored as I've been.

Never. Not in a million years.

Well. Bye for now.