Procrastination

I have about a million things I need to be doing right now. I am far more content, however, to sit in front of this screen and tell you about them, rather than motivating myself to complete or even start any of these tasks. So, for laziness's sake, here is my "To Do" list.

1. Finish my mom's scrapbook. The scrapbook that was supposed to be her Mothers Day present.

2. Go through all of the boy's clothes and remove all the items that no longer fit or that are the wrong season. Seeing as there are clothes in the little one's closet that are a size 6-9 months and he is 21 months, I should probably get a move on that.

3. Go through my closet and get rid of everything I no longer wear. Also get rid of everything that no longer fits, due to the loosing of a little weight. (weight is another blog post all together..... maybe I should save those clothes......)

4. Paint the living room. A bittersweet task. There is a little area of the wall beside the couch about two feet up from the baseboard that my oldest "decorated" with crayons when he was three years old. I have not been able to bring myself to cover up his crayola gift to me. He was so proud of himself. He ran into the kitchen and said "Mommy!!!! I made a purdy wayne-bow mess!!" Damn, he's cute.

5. Clean the interior of my car. Ugh. I could feed an underdeveloped nation with the amount of cheerios, cracker and cookie crumbs and other random snack remnants that reside in the seats and floorboard of my car.

6. Laundry. I despise this task so much that I won't even dignify it with any more of my key strokes.

7. Clean out the refrigerator. I ask far too much of that little yellow box of baking soda. However, Gladware ROCKS! "When was this put in the fridge?? Oh, that long ago?" *KERPLUNK* Straight into the trash it goes along with any guilt I may have felt previously for throwing away an entire Tupperware container. Open it and scrub it out??? Are you f'ing kidding me??

8. Scrub the kitchen floor. My kitchen flooring is the bane of my existence. It's white. Let me say that again... WHITE!!! I have two boys under 7 years old and a husband that can out-mess them both. I say again... WHITE!! Not only does EVERY single, tiny ANYTHING show up on this floor, it has a bazillion teeny little scratches in it due to heavy wheelchair traffic. Our driveway is not paved and the wiping of feet when coming inside must not be a trait that the males in this house can grasp....... so, the scratches in the floor trap every particle of dust and/or dirt that hitched a ride in on the soles of my family. All of that adds up to me having to scrub this god forsaken floor on my hands and knees with a scrub brush! It's white, ya know?

9. Taxes...... I found out recently that several of the years I assumed I was filing jointly with my husband, that did not happen. I now have 3 years of missing tax returns. Lucky girl, that's me, lucky, lucky girl.

10. Finalize plans for my sister's baby shower. I need to order balloons, flowers and food. Oh, and it's this weekend. A tiny little jolt of panic just shot through me.

Must.....end....post.....
until next time....
be kind,
me