September 9, 2012
Did I tell you that I don't procrastinate so much any longer? This is
an extreme example.
Sunday. We were meant to clean our rooms, but it never happened. I worked out on the elliptical and then dragged the kids to the grocery with me. We got back in time for lunch and then Jane went to Annabel's. Kate and I hung out around the house. Marcia came over later in the afternoon to help me with a project. While we were working, the guys arrived home from the bike race weekend.
Jane had a volleyball game at 5 so we all went and watched. They didn't play as well as they did the day before, but still it was fun to watch.
We grilled dinner out and I knitted a bit while Fatty read the paper. It was early to bed for all of us, it being a school night.
I'm stressing silently about a bunch of loose ends that need tying up. I know I'll get there. I have to.