K-L-M, K-L-M, K-L-M

No, it doesn't stand for KLM Airlines. It stands for....

Kitchen...

Laundry...

and mail.

As I was driving to the Park-n-Ride this morning at wonderful 5 a.m., I was doing a little self-talk to pump me up for this afternoon's activities. I had decided that I would ride in the van today so I could 1) get out of work at a decent time on a Friday, and 2) come home and get some things done around here.

So, I talked myself through what I wanted to get done before C got home tonight....

1) Kitchen - He's kept up on most of the dishes, but there are just "things" lying around that need to be put away, wiped off, etc. I can do that! That won't take long at all!

2) Laundry - Fold the G's that are in the dryer, fold the sheets on the table, and put away this stuff plus the other laundry that needs to be put away. Maybe even stick a load or two in!

3) Mail - Finish up the piles of mail on the sofa and go through the new piles on the island. Where on earth does all of this come from?!?!? Seriously...it's ridiculous the amount of junk mail we get!

So, all the way to the PnR and all day, I've been saying K-L-M, K-L-M, K-L-M to help me remember everything I wanted (notice the past tense!) to do this afternoon.

But....then I actually got home....and....what happened? I sat down to check my email, found this hilarious picture from my great friend, Shelli, and decided, oooh, maybe I'll blog for a couple of minutes.

Two and a half hours later, after dealing with trying to get my spacing right, I've only added 3 entries and now C is walking in the door. Oh well....there's tomorrow....