I am already running behind on my list. AGH!
My allergies are in full attack mode:
- I can’t sleep well at all (last night I actually woke up choking on gunk in my throat), I can’t breathe except through my mouth, and I sneeze approximately 5.7 billion times a day.
- My face hurts, my head hurts, and my throat hurts.
- I’m going through a box of tissues every couple of days.
- And all I want to do is lie down.
Add to that that on Monday, my list started with laundry (which got done but not put away) and couponing, which I had a month’s worth of papers to go through. Oops.
That set me way behind. I was still doing it yesterday and making my list, so I never did make it to the stores. Or do anything else for my Tuesday list. Oops again.
Today, I have gone to the stores, coupons in hand, and I even had ladies asking me about it in line. That was nice. “How much did you save, if you don’t mind me asking?” one asked. I told her I blog about couponing, so it’s hardly private to me, and I’d be happy to let her see my savings. From the look that got, I’d say she doesn’t know what blogs are.
And then when I told her what I’d saved, she said, “Wow. I have to quit being lazy and start couponing!” I assured her she could do it. And then I told her about Southern Savers and wished her luck. Then it was back to my day.
Home, groceries put away, and paid painters for a job well done on the baseboards and on the ceiling in Josey’s room.
And I know what I need to do next is go put away the laundry, straighten the closet, and clean the bathrooms.
I know it.
But all I WANT to do is lie down and rest my head. It feels like it weighs 40 pounds. And with all the stuff that keeps flowing out of it, it might.
Which leads me to this. I laughed out loud when I saw my mom’s response to her messiest child’s post on cleaning the house…voluntarily, of all things. I think she thought it was a miracle:
Looks like you spoke too soon, mom! 😉
In all seriousness, I have a feeling that this week, the FIRST week, I’m going to be doing a lot of catching up and struggling to get on top of it all. But once I do, I think I’ll hit my stride and be able to keep up with it.
I hope so anyway. Until then, just know that I am sneezing from my bed, and the clean laundry is mocking me as it sits in the basket instead of in drawers where it belongs.