Coffee

I know it seems weird for a post title, but I have realized that in order for me to get up and going in the morning, I need my cup of joe. I take it black with just a hint of cinnamon! Yum.

Why is this important - well - you see I had great intentions today to get back down in my basement and get some more stuff sorted, cleaned and organized. Even with my sleeping in until 8:15 I figured yes today is the day to get lots done. Nope! We headed out to complete some errands this morning and by the time we got home it was lunch time and time to put someone down for her nap - which I have to say was a good one today (2 hours 10 minutes). I followed soon after for my own nap because I was wiped out. When I got up I realized that I hadn't had my morning wake me up which always helps for some reason clear the cobwebs for the day. It has also been a bad week sleep wise and that finally caught up with me.

Now we did get some very important things done this morning - organizing the front closet and finally putting the summer shoes away for the next few months. Sorting and cleaning out the "Tupperware" drawer - throwing out those dishes that have seen better days or are missing lids or bottoms and just generally making it clean and tidy. Paying the babysitter for her time on Tuesday, calling a friend to confirm the time of the birthday party we need to go to tomorrow. Making lunch and supper for the family, all the while hubby did the laundry and lots of dishes by hand and in the dishwasher. My last job of the night is to get the Peanuts clothes folded and figure out what doesn't fit anymore (this always makes me sad!)

Overall, we had a very productive day, just not what I had intended on getting done. Oh well. There is always tomorrow. In fact I will make my coffee before I head upstairs, that way I only have to push a button in the morning. I should be able to handle that.