I woke up this morning completely disoriented. What day of the week is it? Isn't there something I'm supposed to do? A few more hours of sleep wouldn't have gone amiss, but Mini was up and roaming the house, so I figured I should get up and feed him. And make coffee.
One thing for sure, the house needs a thorough cleaning, starting with the living room. It looks like a toy bomb went off in there. There's stuffed animal confetti scattered around all over the place. Where the heck do they all come from - the stuffed animals, I mean? I remember when Mini was small, telling family to please not overdo with stuffed animal gifts because I don't have the heart to throw them out a lot of times, but they tend to breed into great mountainous heaps of "where the eff do I put this?" Sort of like now. *shakes fist at plush cuteness*
Who am I kidding? I need to send the kids away to Grams for a weekend and do a complete house cull - toys, books, clothes, and dishes. Do hubby and I really need 25coffee mugs? Seriously. It's about time to box it all up and take it to the Salvation Army.
On the agenda today, I have some stuff to catch up on, emails to get out, and a few errands to run for the hubster before I can break out the wip. This afternoon, I've promised Mini a few rounds of Hi-Ho Cherry-O.
That's it for me. I better get my coffee fix going so I can get going. I hope you all have a happy day.