12,000 things to tend to and my brain is stuck

I've got many plates spinning right now and I was counting on a quiet week at work... and that hit the industrial-sized spinning air-moving device Monday morning... and it hasn't stopped spewing 'stuff' since.

Covering meetings, boss popped in and left a list and tasking in her wake, emails, phone calls, things that aren't working, status changes and oh yeah Bubba is home, and grumping about everything.

I'm working on getting things back on track, consolidating work lists, consolidating Girl's Group Lists, consolidating to-do lists outside of those two actions - oh yeah and that whole get up, got to work, drive like the crazies in DC and I wonder if it isn't time to cash it all in become a prepper and move to the wilds of PA.   Bubba and I could be Mr. and Mrs. UniBomber.

We'd kill each other inside of 2 weeks.

So, I decided to take a few minutes, let my spinning brain step off the crazy merry-go-round that is GET THIS ALL DONE RIGHT NOW... and let me get myself back to happy lists, manageable to-do things with a plan.  I have a 3 day weekend, a day sans Bubba and 2 working days next week.  Somehow I will manage a way to figure it all out.

I have been trying to keep working out.  Easier said than done but I'm doing something.  Which is more than doing nothing.  AMIRIGHT?

The weather has been summer in DC, hot humid and sticky - did I mention Hot and Humid?  Poor Shelby girl, when we take our 2 house down and 2 house back walk she's all pant-y and sitting-y.  But I know it's good for those joints to keep her moving.  It's just so hard to watch her struggle.  She's still my lovable lump. I find it funny that she gets up the stairs, wanders into the kitchen and proceeds to plan her furry butt right in the middle of where I need to be - stove/ dishwasher/ doorway... thankfully she slides with minimal issues. 

Nice to have a window - blue skies, gentle breeze through the tree outside my window, knowing full well when I walk outside my skin will want to melt off my face - or maybe just my makeup.  :-)

All-right-y  mental and physical break taken.  Back to fixing my lists and getting myself put together.

Put one foot in front of the other -- and soon you'll be marching on your way!  (name that tune from a Christmas special)