State of Affairs

Remember when I used to be able to blog daily?
I do.
But for now I'm just plain busy.
Yesterday I worked 8.5 hours with only one bathroom break and
not even a Wheat Thin passing my lips.
It was crazy.
I got 45 minutes in the cozy (for regrouping purposes) before heading out for Landon's flag-football game and Randy's birthday dinner (Whitney had to miss art class).
I haven't watched TV for 11 days (not by choice).
I was in bed at 9:20.
I'm spent.
Serenity now!!

Comment Window Tidbit: I feel good, I feel great, I feel wonderful, I feel good, I feel great, I feel wonderful.

Scenes from Saturday

Landon spends most of his computer time checking out NFL scores and tracking his favorite team (The Atlanta Falcons).


Randy invested (it was $7 for this tiny bottle) in some Gorilla Glue to fix our fridge shelf (thank you Deidra for the advice).


I was happy to find the kids playing checkers together after Whitney finally cleaned the room (it's always her mess, never his).


My mom and I (and eventually Lori) went to lunch and Christmas shopping. The tomato basil soup and half a BLT combo was good, but I definitely could have managed a whole sandwich.


Quick, look out your windows for flying pigs, my mom now texts!

Our car self-portrait.

I took my coupon binder out for its first shopping excursion and it failed me miserably. Granted, I hadn't done my store research before the outing, I had just hoped to have coupons for some of the cleaning products I needed, but I didn't end up having any. Hopefully I'll fair better next week when Smith's does double coupons.


Adam and Amy were at the house for game night when we returned from shopping, so the grilled cheese sandwiches and chips and salsa were all ready for us. My mom went home, but Lori stayed and then Robyn and the kids came over too.


Why wouldn't Spiderman be hanging from the family room lamp?

It was a good Saturday, but I'm sad it's over. I have lots more things I need to do around the house before going back to work on Monday (hello resentment) and they won't get done because they're not Sunday-type activities. I'll just have to manage my time well after work each day next week, but right now I'm feeling pretty snippy about that. It would help if I actually saw some money from working, but I get paid monthly and my first (and only) check was for my first 5 days of work and was direct deposit so I never saw any of it. The next one will come AFTER Christmas...how's that for brilliant? Say it with me, I feel good, I feel great, I feel wonderful, I feel good, I feel great, I feel wonderful.

**What did you do today?
Have you done much Christmas shopping?
Do you enjoy a good BLT?
Do you have any Gorilla Glue?**

Comment Window Tidbit: Shouldn't the weekends be 3-days? I'm just saying.

Here's the Thing

It turns out that having a job means you have to go there EVERY SINGLE DAY.

Somehow, I didn't see that coming.

To me it was monumental just to seriously talk about getting a job.

And then it was even bigger to create a resume and apply for jobs.

So then to interview (I went to 3 different interviews) and to GET a job, seems like mission accomplished.

But then I started the job and had a really good day, but afterward had to run a couple errands, then drive 3 squealing girls to BYU for an Activity Day field trip (to meet up with a total of 14 girls) and then drive them home again while dealing with heinous traffic and a newly acquired headache.

Then came the computer time, minor house cleaning and thoughts of tomorrow when I just barely got home! It seems too cruel that I have to get up at 6:30am again tomorrow to go again, and then again, and then again, and then again only to have all of that add up to one week of work.

I hate to think about what's going to happen to my house.

• Tuesday we have a service project then a band concert, so I guess that night is shot.
• Wednesday I have a Relief Society dinner to attend (and somehow need to make a pie for that before hand, but really it needs to be made a day or two in advance for proper consistency).
• Thursday I have a photo shoot and a Primary training meeting.
• Friday I have a photo shoot.
• Saturday I have a funeral and a baptism to attend.

These are all good things that I am choosing to do, but oh my goodness, what an adjustment this is going to be.

Sweet fancy Moses, how did this happen to me?

**How does everyone else handle all this?
Who is going to make dinner?
Shouldn't pedicures be included somewhere?**

Comment Window Tidbit: This morning I'm attempting to run to WalMart before work so I can get the Toy Story 3 combo pack and use my $8 off coupon. Am I insane?