Home is my Business

My husband drives to his job each morning.

I roll out of bed into mine.

I do the finances, housekeeping, party planning, scheduling, meal planning, entertaining, tutoring, employee incentives . . . you get the picture.

There are two things that are complicating my job today:

1. Coordinating with 7 junior high teachers, 2 elementary teachers, one pre-school teacher, a special ed. instructor, and a speech therapist to organize missed homework while we're away on vacation next week. A daunting feat.

2. I can't smell. I can't taste. My teeth ache. My face aches. I have a sinus infection. I called my doctor this morning. He's in Haiti until next Wednesday. I mentioned to the receptionist that our insurance changed at the beginning of the year. Upon hearing what insurance we now have she informed me that their facility is not a provider.

Goodbye family physician

Goodbye ear, nose and throat doctor

Goodbye dermatologist

Goodbye gynecologist

I did the only logical thing,

I climbed back into bed, pajamas and all,

and read a book

until my stomach and my 5 year old

grumbled for lunch 3 hours later.

A perk of running your own business.

Happy Monday,

Seriously

Maverik (purchased just enough Gas to get me to Costco)

DI drop off

Distribution Center

Costco Gas

Costco (they somehow missed ringing up 8 bags of water softener salt)

TJ Maxx

Kmart (no more Martha Stewart. Maybe it was the prison stint.)

Target

Scout Store (had to backtrack. located next door to DI)

home by 1:00 to welcome the children home with a smile

Orthodontist (Nick will only cost us an arm instead of an arm & a leg)

Emergency Vet visit (Murphy will cost us the aforementioned leg)

home by 3:30 to take Allie to her friends

and now for that salad we get to take to the Bishopric dinner in two hours . . .

Waitress jod

A.M.

Two scoops of expensive, made for tender tummies,

dog food for the pup

One scoop of generic cat food

for the "came with the house" cat

Two bites of whole wheat pancake

and one segment of clementine for the teenager

Eight whole wheat pancakes

swimming in syrup for the 2nd grader

Four slices of butter

with a little whole wheat pancake on the side for the pre-schooler

P.M.

You know when you have it in your mind that you're running out of an item and so every time you're at the grocery store you pick it up? I have somehow ended up with six bags of frozen Mahi Mahi and zero chicken.

Looks like we'll be having fish tonight, and tomorrow night, and the next night . . .

Saturday Morning Co-op

mangos strawberries bananas apples pears nectarines

broccoli red onions spaghetti squash tomatoes potatoes romaine

volunteers fifteen dollars delectable

check it out: Bountiful Baskets

Oh no

They've gone back to work & school

leaving me alone with

Italian chocolate truffles

Mrs. Cavanaugh's famous chocolates

dark chocolate Snickers

dark chocolate Peanut Butter Cups

sugar cookie dough

salsa con queso

cowboy caviar

sweet maui onion chips

cracked pepper & olive oil triscuits

blue cheese

feta cheese

sharp cheddar cheese

dubliner cheese

I'm dead.