I'm behind on life - even though I'm on vacation this week for
I can't plant that until the painting is done. I can't start digging until the utility people get here (which they were supposed to be yesterday.....). Can't start the painting until the paint is procured (which apparently is harder than it sounds - as hubby is insistent that we use a particular kind of paint....). It's a never-ending cycle. I can't start this until that is done.
I'm behind on blogging. I'm making the rounds and trying to keep up and comment - but as for my blog? Well - you've seen the results - or lack thereof. I've got several tags to do, I've got three (yes, count 'em three) books I wanted to tell you about, and several other ideas floating around.
Well, I guess I can begin to dig (after I get the tiller from a friend-see what I mean? I can't ever seem to get started......) - as the utility guy just showed up, scared the crap out of me and embarrassed me all at the same time. I am sitting on the back deck, with my hair all crazed & in my p.j.'s and he just came walking around the house. I froze. Figuring if I didn't move he wouldn't see me. He did. ::sigh::