I haven't blogged in so long that I'm almost at a loss for words. "At a loss" defines the chaotic state of my life right now. On Monday, the moving van arrived from Colorado, full of 500 cubic feet of cherished possessions from my parent's home. In anticipation of this big event, we cleaned house. The garage is so full of items to be donated that we have to use the front door. The boxes and furniture from the moving van all landed in the living room. For the past few evenings, we have been unpacking boxes, sliding boxes out of the way to place furniture, and sliding furniture out of the way to stack boxes. Clearly, we are at a loss for space.
It's that time of year when we're getting ready for dance recitals, orchestra concerts, final exams and birthdays. Add unpacking to all this and you can see that I've also been short on time. I've been sliding a pile of unfolded laundry from one corner of our bedroom to the other for the past week. On Tuesday, when I got to work I realized that my shirt was on backwards. As if that wasn't bad enough, three hours passed before I had a chance to go in the bathroom and fix it. Yesterday afternoon found me cleaning my purse out at the gas station. My gas tank was almost empty. So, I had a good chunk of time to work on my purse. You have to admit, that was a pretty good use of my time. I haven't had time to do laundry in so long that I actually stopped to buy a new outfit on my way home so that I would have something to wear tomorrow. I was sitting at a stoplight feeling a little sorry for myself when I happened to glance over at the car next to me. The female driver was plucking her eyebrows while she waited for the light to change. Ah yes, things could be worse.
I took a short break to sit down and blog. I'm still enjoying the therapeutic relief that comes from publicly poking fun at myself!
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