This is going to kill me.
My body literally aches.
Monday alone, I mopped the kitchen, cleaned the guest room closet, bought groceries, had the car washed and vacuumed, stopped by Walgreens in the blazing sun of 134' degrees outside, trimmed the hedges and cleaned up that mess, cleaned our outdoor garbage can that I'll spare you with the horrific description, walked a mile while pushing big buddy, baked cookies, monogrammed and tidied up the house.
Tuesday, big buddy and I went to Madison to visit some of our favorite people. That sweet child was a trooper and slept the entire trip there and back. I'm sooo happy to report he didn't break anything at Urse's house. He is a busy body right now and wants to open every cabinet. Even at someone else's home.
Wednesday we hit the water park up BIG with our frands! I knew it was time for us to leave when I set in the kiddy pool and Jaxman crawled in my lap and put his head on my shoulder. Folks, sometimes you need to call it done before a scene happens.
Thursday. Yesterday I made a flower bed on the side of the house. I don't know WHAT IN THE WORLD I was thinking?! I really do pity anyone who works outside. After the 3rd plant was put in the ground, I started questioning why I bought so many plants! H may have forced me take the cleaning lady off our payroll, but he didn't say anything about a yard guy!
H keeps telling me that 'staying at home' is a marathon....not a sprint. But apparently, he doesn't remember who he is married to.
When I make a list, I want to highlight the ENTIRE list before I go to bed. I can't do fun things like watch tv and monogram until the guest room closet is organized. Or the new flowerbed is finished or Hello Type A.