Today I only read one book.
I did start knitting a sweater and got a good bit of it done.
I had big plans for catching up on laundry.
I injured myself while folding the first batch and lost my enthusiasm for it.
(I was vigorously shaking out a pair of jeans and whipped myself with them... it really hurt.)
I did do the dishes this morning.
I always feel better when my kitchen sink is clean.
My mental blinders let me ignore the rest of the messy house and focus on the clean sink.
I spent quite a bit of time trying to convince Lila she was tired enough to take a nap.
She remained unconvinced.
Jake is going to his first Scout Camp (day camp) tomorrow.
He is thrilled.
I am mildly apprehensive, but pleased that he is thrilled.
I am trying to decide what to do with the girls tomorrow.
Maybe we'll read some more...