I find myself at the computer yet again.

I could be sleeping right now, at 10:00 in the freaking morning, but no. Here I sit, wasting those precious moments of potential half sleep that we all no shall ne'er come again. I sit and waste me sleep time, so that I might inform the internetal (my blog! my word!) collective just how much I am dreading this morning.

Husband works and 2:00 in the afternoon.
I have and appointment with a friend at 12:00
My mother two town over needs us there at 1:30
Our snake needs a new heating pad and mice (by the way, the pet-mice people hate us)
Between those we need to somehow:
Go to the bank
Feed the felines
Wash the car
Change the cat litter
Ingest some sort of food product
Clean the kitchen
And do my husbands godamn laundry

The things on this list? I know they're not so mighty and unconquerable. But there are many of them, and only one of us. I say one, because Husband likes to stall and lay around like some kind of overweight lion creature,  while I on the other hand, attack our schedules and day plannings like a rabid hyena ready to totalitarian the shit out of our wee little corner of the Marriage Jungle. I feel there is a balance to be had here.

I'm going to go now, and pretend that I m organized, focused and driven on what needs to be done on this, our morning of hellish errand running. :)