1. Clean my saddles and boots.
2. Sort, fold and put away all the laundry.
3. Bake Orange/Blackberry/Raspberry muffins.
4. Email Auntie coolest Mayla.
5. Teach Emma Jingle Bells on the guitar.
6. Empty dishwasher.
7. Cook chicken legs that have lived in my freezer for way too long. And hope they would be okay at least for chicken salad.
8. Find Ikea bed comforter cover.
9. Find alternate present for Meghan. She wants some Dairy Queen Blizzard making toy.
10. Pack girls’ school lunches, thereby saving a bit of time tomorrow morning, in the hopes of not being late, again, as we are every single frackin’ day.
Things I actually did accomplish…
1. Talked to my big-bellied, sweet little sister, who looked pretty glowy. (Yes, glowy is a word, Mr. Spellchecky or whoever you are. It means ‘to glow’.) And believe you me, my baby sister can glow with the best of them. Something to do with the incubation of her first born who is now a tad late in the welcome to the world celebration. But you know, the baby is related after all. I am pretty sure all this lateness stuff is genetic. Point being, my sister looked beautiful.
2. Fed my children supper. And husband. And cats and dog. Fish ain’t my job.
3. Pulled the clean sheets out of the cupboard in order to change the ones on my bed. (Couldn’t actually change the sheets, cause there were three cats snoozing on said bed at the time. There’s always tomorrow. Besides, clean sheets are highly over-rated.)
4. Bathed both my children.
5. Checked said children’s hair for nits. Apparently, there is lice running through the schools again. Don’t they just go away by themselves? Or can they not be trained ala circus fleas?
6. Emailed my mom.
7. Washed and dried the breeches I want to wear in my lesson tomorrow. My full seat breeches which allow me to keep my butt velcroed to my saddle. WTF Mr. Spellchecky, velcroed is totally a verb.
8. Stayed up way past my bed time, as per usual, thereby ensuring I will get a maximum of 6 hours of uninterrupted sleep. The cats start waking me up anywhere from 5 am to 6:30 am, which when you need to bounce out of bed at 7 and run, really, really, sucks.
9. Plugged in my cell phone to recharge.
10. Wrote this ridiculous blog post.
