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My Life Thus Far
2008-10-28 05:41:05 (UTC)

Rim To The Ground

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What a day. I'm so glad I got a good night's sleep last
night, because I've been running non-stop and if I hadn't
slept well, I'd probably be crying right now.

I woke up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed around 7am this
morning. Which is a huge improvement for me. I'm usually
dragged out of bed at 8am when the girls get up, but today
I was up before them. I had a chance to make a cup of
coffee and enjoy the sunrise on the dining room balcony.
The morning sun over the water was really beautiful... I
digress.

I gave myself an ambitious list of things to do today.

*Clean out/wash the Impala.
*Go grocery shopping.
*Get the girls' last minute details for their costumes.
*Annie's Girl Scout meeting.
*Laundry (always. It never ends).

I got everybody dressed, out the door and buckled into
their car seats. I stuck the key in the RAV's ignition and
as soon as I turned it on a warning light lit up. Since I
have no idea what any of the lights on that thing mean, I
pulled out the owner's manual and looked it up. "Check
tire pressure". At that moment, I noticed that the vehicle
seemed to be leaning funny. So, I got out to check and
that's when I saw it. A completely flat front driver's
side tire. Rim to the ground. Of course I don't know the
first thing about changing a tire, so I'm just going to
leave it for now until I can find someone to help me. I
should probably learn how to change a flat...

I missed my Impala so much! As soon as I got back behind
the wheel I instantly remember what I love so much about
it. It's like a Bark-o-lounger on wheels. The ride is
smooth, it does everything for me (lights, radio volume,
wiper speed, etc) and all the buttons are in logical
locations. Not behind the steering wheel where I can't see
them! I don't care if the RAV is newer. I love my Impala
and I don't want to drive that other thing anymore. I
don't trust it.

Other than that small inconvenience (of having to switch
the kids' car seats, the diaper bag, my cell phone charger
and CD's back to the Impala) the rest of my day went very
smoothly. I got everything accomplished except for the
laundry. Laundry is one of those things I tell myself I'm
going to do every day. If I do a load a day, it will never
pile up on me. Does that happen? Do I do a load a day?
Absolutely not and it's starting to pile up. I took a
basketful down to the laundry room last week and my basket
is full again, so I know I need to get my butt down there.
Tomorrow. Come hell or high water, I'm doing laundry
tomorrow!

My social calendar when from non-existent to full in the
span of one day. Next Saturday I've been invited to a baby
shower, a girls' night out dinner and Annie has a Girl
Scout's field trip to Bainbridge Island. I'm not sure how
I'll fit it all in, but it would be just like me to try.
I'm not sure what time the shower is (it's for a coworker,
so I want to be there for her, but she sent out the
invitations late and I don't know anything. Where it is or
what time. Only that it's this Saturday). Annie's thing is
from 1-5pm and the wives that I previously said I wasn't
going to try to get together, have invited me to Red
Lobster. Since it's them inviting me, I'll go if I can.
That's at 7pm. So really the only thing in the balance is
the baby shower. I can do the other two things. I hope
it's in the morning, but it probably isn't.

I was so busy today that I totally forgot to eat. I didn't
put a thing in my mouth until after 8pm and the kids were
in bed. That's not good. All I'm going to accomplish is
sending my metabolism to a screeching hault. I don't know
what caused the priority shift in my mind and body, but
food has lost it's spot at the top of the totem pole.

I went to bed early last night and I felt great today. So,
I'm going to try to go to bed early again tonight. I think
I'm tired enough to sleep. Ciao.




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