An oldie but goodie

I got bored yesterday and started reading through my old posts, trying to get ideas for new posts, or at least trying to figure out what I could write about that I hadn't already written about, when I came across this one. It made me laugh a little, because in the year and some odd months since it was first posted, I've haven't changed one iota. So I decided to use it again, in the hopes that next year I can proudly say I've improved.

Yeah, right.

Anyway, here it is:

Is it strange that when I don't have a car for the day, I get grandiose visions of being 150% more productive than on other days?

See, we get by with one vehicle in our family. My husband, wonderful man that he is, bikes the 2.5 miles to work every morning in rain, sleet, snow, or dark of night. Like the postman. But I think Adam is way hotter than the postman, considering the person who delivers our mail is not male. This is not to say that if our mailman WERE a man, I'd think him cuter than my hubby. Because I wouldn't. Adam is a very nice looking fellow. Unless our postman was Hugh Laurie, and then it would be a toss up. But Hugh probably doesn't need another job, because he's a doctor, and doctors are loaded.

Oh, golly. Let's get back on track, shall we? Hubby? Awesome. Me? Car-less for the day because Adam needed to be in Palmer.

Now obviously, the first thing to do when you're stuck at home with two kids and no place to go is to declare a pajama day, in which no one bathes or brushes hair or gets out of bed until 8am (that's late for us). The second thing is to look around your humble abode as you're eating breakfast and wonder how you live in such filth. This will lead to a very long list of chores to be done, which includes, but is not limited to, the following:

dishes
sweeping
vacuuming
dusting
cleaning out the front closet
going through the kids' clothes to pack away what no longer fits
cleaning the bathroom
filling up a box to be donated to the thrift store
laundry
making sure library books are not overdue
emailing that recipe my friend asked for
wiping the fingerprints off the computer and TV screens
changing the towels in the kitchen and bathroom

Yeah, I can be an overachiever. You know what they say, when the going gets tough, the tough make an insanely huge to-do list that will render them useless by four in the afternoon. Or something like that.

Has anyone but me noticed that my list is still patiently waiting on the kitchen counter because I'm at the computer blogging instead of working? No? Cool.

While you're along for the time-wasting ride, check out this little number. It'd make a great Christmas gift, right? I mean, this is something I can't believe I've been living without. And it's on sale! Does life get any better? I think so. And here's why.

Alright, alright, enough with the tomfoolery; I've got work to do.