Today started out horrible: I accidentally locked the keys in my truck, before I got our coffee out. I was visting a friend, had bought coffee and Asa shut the door before I grabbed my keys. It was my fault, but still. We chatted for a while, and then Randy rescued me; coffee was still warm. Upon leaving, I dropped the remainder of my coffee on the driveway....arrgh! I went to the gym, ran 2 miles, and walked 0.5. I then dropped the kiddos off at school and stopped at the store.
Here comes the Ritalin: I browned a prok roast to put in the crock pot at 0300 hours, I made quiche for dinner, I cleaned the kitchen, unloaded the dishwasher, reloaded the dishwasher, vacuumed both the front room, and the living room. I attempted to make an appointment for Asher for probable pink eye, picked up Rx at Walgreens, I cleared the table, I watched my nieces so that my lil sis and her husband could go to dinner. Made a sceond dinner of hotdogs and potatoes, (for the kids who won't eat quiche), made a snack of tuna, clelery, radish, lemon juice, olive oil, salt and pepper to eat at work tomorrow.
Inhale..... opened a bottle of Le Drunk Rooster (really good).... and cleaned up after dinner, did all the dishes, emptied the dishwasher, reloaded the dishwasher, cleared the table, and then made copy pop, cocky pop, poppy cock.....and swept the floor. My husband is wondering actually happened to me today, but he doesn't really care. The house looks great for tomorrow.