I'm off to a slow start today too. It's nearly 10am already and I don't have much to show for it. I did get some cardio in already this morning so that's good. Now I'm waiting for a guy from the moving company to come and do the inventory so they'll know how many trucks, I mean
boxes, they'll need to pack us up. I hate having people in my house. It's not really a phobia but it does, for some odd reason, make me feel very anxious. Even my dearest friends know I'm weird like that so rarely do we gather at my house. Usually theirs.... or the local diner or coffee shop. Anyway, at least hubby is home so I'm not alone with this prying, nosy, looking in every cabinet, closet and drawer stranger. I know, it's his job. I just wish he could do it without looking inside everything.....
GaMom, you crack me up. I can just hear your sweet southern voice saying words like snothead (a classic that still makes me laugh whenever I think about it) and now monster-in-law. Bless your heart.....
LUV, I'll bet you swelled with pride and had a tear in your eye when you were watching your daughter. What a great time that must've been! It does sound like a long day but I'll bet it was worth it.
d, I hope your family knows how lucky they are. Mine feels special if I mix more than two ingredients together. And, no, apparently, "add water, stir and bake at 350" doesn't count as cooking in their minds. Whatever. I think if you have to do more than take it out of the package and nuke it then it
is cooking.