Monday, July 12, 2010

Off Monday

It's one of those slightly "off" Monday's. The kind of day where you can't get started or you need to redo things. I've changed my shirt three times this morning before I even got out the door.
The first shirt bit the dirty laundry pile when I decided to pull some very obvious weeds while Murphy was doing his morning ablutions. Somehow I managed to embed mud on the front of the shirt.
The second shirt developed splotches of oatmeal when I got to close to Riley when she was eating. I don't know if it was the waving of her Dora spoon filled to capacity with oatmeal or her hands which seemed to contain the same amount of said oatmeal. I probably could have washed it off if I had grabbed a cloth instead of a paper towel. The paper towel being some brand of recycled stuff leaves a trail of paper crumbs which mingle with the oatmeal and refuse to just wipe off.
I put the third shirt on as I was going out the door to my Mystery Book Club meeting, at the library. I thought I was safe. The lid leaked, on my coffee and I dribbled down the front of my shirt.

The book discussion was great despite my sloppy appearance. Thankfully, most of the regulars can't see that well. I am making an assumption here since there is always a mad rush, at the end of the meeting, for the large print books.

I did my grocery shopping at the market/garden center, Brennens. I was eyeing their BIG PLANT SALE sign but didn't really see perennials on half off. I'll wait for the table with the saddest looking plants on it and a "barely free" sign before I buy anything, now. They'll go in the garden box to be helped along for serious planting, next year.

Tomorrow is my Art Quilt/ Mixed Media catch up meeting. This one is held at the library and is mostly for show and tell and catch up on what people have been doing. The workshop one will be held later on this month, in my studio. I have nothing for show and tell, except some dirty shirts.

I am forced to clean off the top of my table adjacent, to the computer table. I have piled things on top of each other until this morning, the topmost item started a downward slide bringing everything under it, with it.
OR, Louie who jumps around on that table top just gave the whole mess a kick, just for the heck of it.

I think I am probably short on sleep. What on earth can the birds have to chatter about, at this late day, at 4:15 in the morning. It's like an instant alarm. There are discussion going on all over, outside my window. I could understand it when the kids needed to be fed but, hey, everybody has left the nest, what's going on?

So, it's decided, I need a mid-day nap. The mess on the floor by the computer can wait, the laundry can wait, Murphy and Louie and I will trundle off to bed for twenty minutes and see if this day can be saved.

:)Bea Who apparently is going to create in her dreams.

7 comments:

  1. Very funny. How not to leave the house. Deep down, maybe you just wanted to stay home.

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  2. Somehow climbing back into bed didn't sound like the worst plan, to me. :)Bea

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  3. After the travel, the new baby and the new family, the trip home was enough to wear anyone out. A nap is always a great idea to replenish your wonderful spirit. Welcome home! Imagine and Live in Peace, Mary Helen Fernandez Stewart

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  4. Naps, are the best! :)Bea

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  5. I'm a nap lover. Nothing better. I can never understand how people say they can't nap during the day! Give me a pillow and a blanket and I'm in happy land. Oh and by the way, my husband could do a comedy routine about how many times I change my clothes before I leave the house. It's really a little insane - but it's mostly about getting the sweater right for me. I don't know why, but I have to get it just right, and that is a tough one.

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  6. Oh yes, had days like that. Also left the house with my shirt on wrong side out, and didn't know it until my niece told me. LOL I guess the older we get those things happen because my pastor, who is about my age, showed up to pick me up last week, with hers wrong side out, on our way to a little sewing group. LOL Of course I let her go in and change it before leaving my house. LOL

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  7. Oh Bea, I really did chuckle out loud to myself several times during my read of that wonderful post. 'I have nothing for show and tell, except some dirty shirts.' That one was a hoot!

    I'm glad you had a sleep, I often do and always feel better for it. I loved the stuff all sliding off the table too. I do that with my 'stuff' until it eventually plummets, voicing its displeasure at being left in such a mess!

    Wonderful.

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