Wait, didn't we already have Monday this week?

Good grief. Just to get it off my chest, here's a short recap of my day.
I had every intention of getting the whole house cleaned up (again) all before lunch.
Remember, I've been watching all those episodes of "Hoarders" on A&E...

Instead, I broke one of my major rules: rather than beginning with the big and obvious messes, I began with the small, very specific project of cleaning out the girls' closet. I had ulterior motive, because at the very back of that closet sat a 4-drawer file cabinet, and I needed it elsewhere. I schlepped out all the clothes, and ultimately bagged four more lawn-sized bags for donation. Then, I attempted to hang one of those white metal shelves like you see at Lowe's, only I'd lost the proper brackets. "Shoot. I'll just improvise" I smugly decided. In the end, that ba$#@rd fell right off the wall. I got out the DeWalt power drill, for round two. The cord wouldn't reach. Forget it...I had to get Liv to soccer practice on one side of town, then race to the other side to watch Ava's first soccer game. A team of 4-year-olds scrambling around, skipping, holding hands, picking up the ball...really anything other than actually playing soccer. It was painful to watch. Let's just move on.

While I was weaving the van to the back of the golf community where Liv was going to have her practice, Marilyn threw up. It almost doesn't even phase me anymore.

Finally! I made it to Ava's big game...and there were eight minutes left. If I was a cast member on The Office, it would have been in that moment that I'd leer into the camera with an "I give up" look.

That's it for today. That's enough really. Tomorrow, the van gets detailed. Don't worry...I'll tip good. ; )