Procrastinators Unite….tomorrow!

I have so much to do. I want to do so much.

• remodel the kitchen
• redo the fireplace
• paint every room in the house
• put new flooring in the entry
• re-tile the bathrooms

If all that isn’t enough, I am shuttleMom for camps and summer activities, which I am excited about because all of their camps sound like so much fun: for them. Me? I get to enjoy some peace and quiet….and more time to do my projects! But alas, all those projects take money and saving money takes time unless you are independently wealthy, which we are not. So, why put off tomorrow, what you have to wait 489 months to save up for?

Things I can do right now: this weekend I am going to see my Dad. I am looking forward to the visit, but in order to get me there and not be arrested for being naked with no clothes to Missouri, I have to actually go thru all my clothes and sort and purge. The two fold benefit is that my closet gets cleaned out and laundry gets done. The down side is the work and the irritating thing is the decision making involved. I tend to keep everything, so that is a problem. I guess this is my time to only keep what I love and what looks good great on me (which is almost everything thus the problem!)

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On a medical note: We took 3 of the kids for their yearly checkup and all are doing fine with the exception of 2. Dan is blind and Michael Jon’s tonsils are the size of large grapes. So trips to the Eye Doc and ENT are in order.

I give you grossness at its finest. Don’t look if you are squeamish.

 

 

 

 

See that thing peeking behind that right grape? That’s his uvula. He is hoarse and coughs a lot and isn’t eating much, so I think those puppies need to come out. He heard the Nurse Prac. talking about an ENT Doc and possibly needing them to come out, and MJ immediately looked at Dan and said, "I won’t share any of my ice cream with you!! NO way!" Then he left and said, "Ok! Let’s go get my tonsils out. Now. Then I can have ice cream!" When Jon explained taking your tonsils out required a visit to the hospital, going to sleep, and the doctor cutting them out and he was like, "NO WAY! NO KNIVES ON ME…!" It was pretty funny, but by the looks of things, unless a miracle happens and the shrink by themselves, it looks like this summer might be spent with some ice cream and pain meds. For me. Wheeee!!