Busy Weekend

Busy weekend. Way too busy.


* Balance checkbook, pay bills and file everything away. Shake head in disgust.

* Find hardcopy of second novel missing since basement was refinished.

* Drop bills off at the post office. Convince Little One to stay in car while I do this.

* Pick up and drop off dry cleaning.

* Gas up car; deal with surly attendant.

* Take Little One to the doctor for vaccinations and bloodwork.

* Take Little One to store for a treat for being good while getting vaccinations.

* Borrow parent’s truck to pick up Little One’s new furniture from store.

* Assemble three pieces of furniture. Bandage bruised thumbs as needed.

* Do a blog entry. After scratching head for thirty minutes thinking about what topic to blog on.

* Get take-out for Saturday night dinner.

* Grocery shopping, followed by the putting away of said groceries after the endeavor I call the Washing of the Fruit.

* Do laundry: towels and sheets. Fold or put back on mattresses and pillows.

* Mow front and back lawns. It’s October and I’m still mowing lawns???

* Return DVDs to library and to video store.

* Muddle through as many pages of Cryptonomicon as possible. (This is enjoyable.)

* Load and unload dishwasher twice. Ugh. Dishwashers save time, right?

* Tidy up house as quickly as possible every morning.

* Change Littlest One’s diapers and play with her while wife catches zzzzs.

* Keep the Older One as entertained as possible and out of her little sister’s face.


Missed blogging on Sunday, as well as a day earlier in the week, but I’ll make it up this week. Somehow. So much to do, so little time, as they say, especially all the time we waste treading water. Make that barely treading water. I keep telling myself it’s only a short season in Purgatory; soon the baby’ll be sleeping through the night … soon my wife and I will be doing something we both enjoy and making more money doing it … soon the children will be in school and all this running around won’t be as bad … soon we’ll be in a better part of the country where the livin’s easier …

Soon. Hopefully, soon.