Hello! It's almost my bedtime but I thought I'd take a minute or two to post. I really don't have anything significant to say. Life is its usual chaos. Work, school, kids, hubby, housework...
Okay, so I still need to do the dishes. I really thought having a dishwasher would make doing the dishes less of a chore, but I was wrong. I still hate doing them. The only bonus is I don't have to submerge my hands in sudsy water anymore. Just scrape, pre-rinse and load.
There are so many other things I'd rather do than the dishes. For instance, I'd really like to scrapbook tonight. I've got that urge. I told my sister it must be the weather. She thought it might be possible because she's been feeling the same urge. It's scary when you start daydreaming about stickers, cardstock, patterned paper, stamps, and diecuts. Yep, I've got it bad.
Sitting in front of me is a pile of zoo pictures from my son's last trip with the daycare. When I type last, I mean final. Now that he's in Kindergarten, he won't be able to attend this annual event he's been part of for the last four years. I want to journal about how wonderful these ladies have been and how much his friends have meant to him. I want the page to be something special.
I was good, though, because I managed to get my homework done despite the scrapbooking bug. I revised a story (not really happy with the results) and read the assigned pages in the textbook.
Those dishes are nagging me...I suppose I should just get it over with...
Okay, so I still need to do the dishes. I really thought having a dishwasher would make doing the dishes less of a chore, but I was wrong. I still hate doing them. The only bonus is I don't have to submerge my hands in sudsy water anymore. Just scrape, pre-rinse and load.
There are so many other things I'd rather do than the dishes. For instance, I'd really like to scrapbook tonight. I've got that urge. I told my sister it must be the weather. She thought it might be possible because she's been feeling the same urge. It's scary when you start daydreaming about stickers, cardstock, patterned paper, stamps, and diecuts. Yep, I've got it bad.
Sitting in front of me is a pile of zoo pictures from my son's last trip with the daycare. When I type last, I mean final. Now that he's in Kindergarten, he won't be able to attend this annual event he's been part of for the last four years. I want to journal about how wonderful these ladies have been and how much his friends have meant to him. I want the page to be something special.
I was good, though, because I managed to get my homework done despite the scrapbooking bug. I revised a story (not really happy with the results) and read the assigned pages in the textbook.
Those dishes are nagging me...I suppose I should just get it over with...
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