Productivity

I felt compelled to make up for "lost" time yesterday, so when I got home from the longest 6 hours of my life today, I kicked it into high gear.

In 90 minutes, I had done the following:

- Assembled the chili in the crockpot
- Made a batch of homemade banana bread (with walnuts for those who wonder)
- Made a batch of homemade cornbread
- Washed a load of laundry and put it in the dryer
- Put another load of laundry in the washer
- Emptied the dishwasher
- Loaded the dishwasher and started it again

Then, I went and picked my biggest boy up from school, we ran by the store to get a few things that we used up over the weekend, and headed home to do homework.  Can I just say that I wish I had 5th grade math homework, and that it was my hardest subject?  I would totally be a rockstar.

Also, N forgot his math book, which is a huge problem since his homework was out of the book.  As we were driving through the maze of apartments, I saw two of the boys from his class, so I stopped and asked one of them if I could borrow his math book for 10 minutes.  He scampered off to get it while the other yelled after him, "Her hair isn't black...it's brown!"  (Apparently I'm a topic of conversation.  Who knew?) 

Oh, I forgot.  N and I also had to purchase a basketball sized pumpkin for a buddy math project he's working on with a 2nd grader.  This essentially means I "get" to be late for work tomorrow because he can't take it on the bus, and the school doesn't open for students until 7:30.  I'm not complaining in the slightest, trust me.

As we walked home from returning the math book, we saw this metal-ish looking ball object.  N picked it up because he thought it was cool, and I took it from him to drop-kick it because I have mad skills and (usually) always connect.  I did...with my ankle.  Now I have a knot/bruise forming to match the bruise on my other ankle from playing catcher in my scrubs without any kind of protective gear.  You'd think I'd learn, but what's the fun in that?  I have also since discovered bruising on my right knee, left thigh, and both shins.  I'm guessing they all came from baseball...unless some of the shin bruising came from my desk at work...you know, before I switched desks again. 

It rained for a few minutes today, just after 2:00.  Coincidentally, Jacob Logan's funeral was at 2:00 this afternoon.  Perhaps it wasn't a coincidence.  I like to think it was Jacob showering his love down on his family and friends, and even if that wasn't what it was, it's what I'm going with.

Here's hoping the rest of this week isn't like today, or I might end up in the looney bin!  As it is, it's not even 9:00, and I'm already washing my face and brushing my teeth for bed. 

Aubs