Ever have one of those mornings? The type were you just wish you had gone back to bed?
It was going well. I did my morning walk. (Around the block this time. Letting my injury heal and all) I then looked at my email.
Bad math cost me $35 in overcharge fees.
I hate it when I do that!
I managed to figure that out, and forgot to turn on the stove for my breakfast. 20 minutes later, I had that figured out when I dropped my container of faux-sugar. I then battled with the dog. I wanted to clean it with a mop. She wanted to clean it with her tongue. I won.
By 7 am I wanted to go back to bed and get back up tomorrow.
Driving to work I ran down the incredibly long list of chores that I want to accomplish before tomorrow. Picking up the porch. Cleaning up the entry way. Sorting and putting away clothes. Putting away the box of odds and ends that i collected last night. Vacuuming. Dishes. Taking out the trash. Making dinner...
I do not know what brought of this immense desire to clean all the things (well, clean my living room) But maybe the place will look nice by this weekend!