Sometimes I wonder why I pack so much in. Especially after yesterday’s post. But then I remember…that’s who I am.
This morning all before 9:30 am I WILL have:
Cleaned up the house including vacuuming, mopping, dusting, dishes and that stupid cat box because I won’t have time later.
Fix the baby gate that locks the dog in the bar when it’s raining. He’s an ass hole and chewed through it and my carpets white!
Made a batch of cookies. I don’t even know why, it’s not needed.
Brought wood in for this morning and tomorrow. (my fires already going)
Fed and watered animals. (this one is done already)
Feed my kids…..since I kind of have to do that and get them ready.
Pack some snacks and waters because it is going to be one long ass day!
So I have to go get all this shit done in the next 2 hours and then my day will continue to be busy! What’s life without a little craziness?