I finished this hat this morning. And I’ve decided that I love hats. They knit up quickly. There is little to no finishing. If you are expecting a holiday gift from me this year, think hat. Then email me with your choice of color…
I’ve had a mildly productive day. I managed to get gas, and milk, so I can have coffee in the morning just as I like it. I’ve fed the cats, and only got slightly distracted by reorganizing the cabinet in which the cat food resides. I’ve made one trip to Michael’s to buy crafts for the Kindergarten Halloween Party (yes, it deserves all capitals. It is a Big Deal, apparently). I may have also purchased some very cute baskets 40% off, and just might be making another trip back there tomorrow to pick up a bunch more.
I’ve taken two doors off the hinges and put them back on, in order to fit M’s new couch into his office. I went to a home improvement store all ready to get my mums, only to discover that they were totally picked over and I should have done that a month ago. I’ve redecorated the upstairs bathroom for $12 (oh, how I love the Home Goods) and bought pillows and a throw for M’s new couch (No flowers. Brown and blue stripes. Manly, in a metrosexual sort of way.). I’ve loaded the car up with two boxes for the thrift store, and read half of Crazy Aunt Purl’s new book.
I watched 15 minutes of Noggin, but only because I was trying to reprogram the new DVR yet again. Oh TIVO, how I miss thee. I may have even had a glass of wine before seven. Because I don’t have to worry about putting the children to bed. I tried to watch the evening news, but then decided that it was way too depressing and really, my child-imposed news ban is actually a good thing.
I’ve talked to M twice, and the kids once. I may be just about to call them again. And I can’t for the life of me decide when to have dinner. The childless me used to eat at 8 or 9 pm. But the mommy me is used to eating fifteen minutes ago.
It is very odd being alone.
For the first time in five years, I am alone in my house for more than two hours. M took the kids down to his sister’s for a long overdue visit, and here I sit, alone. In the chaos. But, at least it is quiet chaos. I should really be organizing the entry, or the linen closet. I think, however, I am just going to sit here and actually finish a cup of tea before it goes cold for once. And then, I am pretty sure my weekend alone will turn out something like this. Because we’re out of milk. And gas. And there is always laundry to be folded. But first, I have to find that tea cup.
M (arriving home from work): “OMG, do yourself a favor and turn on the AC!”
Chichimama: “It is OCTOBER. I am doing NO such thing.”
M: “Well, I am.”
C: “Thank GOODNESS. I’m SWEATING in here!”
OK. So my plans for the weekend involve a massive organization of the house. As it is driving me bonkers. But there are some items that I have no idea how to deal with. Paper, fine. Files, etc, etc. But where do you keep your library books so they get read, but not lumped into the regular bookcase??? And how do you deal with the small little plastic crap that comes home in goody bags? What about cell phones, ipods, and their various charging paraphernalia? Coupons to Bed Bath and Beyond and such, so they aren’t hanging out in the open, but yet not shoved into a drawrer to be found 2 years after the expire?
How about your table clothes and such, assuming you don’t have a buffet or other similar piece in the dining room? Art supplies? Hats and mittens? Shoes in the entryway?
I KNOW I have some super organized readers. And some readers who have learned how to be organized in the not so distant past. Please help a gal out. Feel free to shout out some other things that I know I have forgotten, like the tupperware that gets used every day in the lunch box, but can’t really sit out on the counter.
