The boybarians have been awesome. There is more to do (as always) but it is vacation...
And here's the thing. When I clean out, I want to get rid of the stuff. NOW. Yesterday, even. So Gunnar and I loaded the bags in the back of the van and headed out on errands.
I had a couple of packages to mail. One for my friend, Jo... she had breast cancer and is having reconstructive surgery TOMORROW. And she has a new-ish grandson :D Pray for her healing, please?
When we dropped off our load at the consignment store we had some money waiting for us... ka-ching! Ironically, the boys are getting too big for me to shop for them there (only goes through size 14, I think. So, off we went to our upscale shopping venues (Value Village and Goodwill) and found what we were hunting - bathing suits. (Again with the growing...) And another deep pie dish. I might as well get rid of the couple of little ones I have. You can't make a proper pie in a dish that's only about an inch high. What's the point of that?? And I found a replacement for a mixing bowl the boys broke.
Now isn't that exciting? Don't you wish you were me, and leading such a glamorous life? I mean, it's just an exhilarating whirlwind of activity around here. And, for an encore, I think I'll change the sheets on my bed.
Or try to pull our tax stuff together.
Wish me luck!