reporting in.

Its a great Sunday - bring, sunny, warm enough that we opened the windows to let the sun and breeze in (and by warm enough, I mean like 55 degrees! heat wave!). My cupcakes are made and cooling on the counter waiting to be iced. I made the perfect amount - one for everyone at my work and one for everyone at Chad's work - and none left over for me to guiltily snack on this week. Smarty pants, I am.

One load of laundry in the washer, 2 more to go. Ugh. Why is laundry such a drag? Why can't clothes either just stay clean or be worn stinky and dirty? That is life's unanswered question. I believe in the existence of God - that's an easy one. But laundry? It will always go unanswered.

Gotta clean up the kitchen, do another load of dishes (if it wasn't so un-eco friendly, I would totally switch to paper plates and bowls), fold the unending clean clothes, and pack for a few days of relaxing. My painting stuff is gathered and I am trying for a trip to the library this afternoon to stock up on pleasure reading material. I am SO looking forward to a few days off and then a few evenings of quiet to work on some unfinished projects.

There are some little girls across the street - that don't actually live there - who are gladly antagonizing every dog on the block to bark uncontrollably, including the lovely one who lives here. Please excuse me while I go look for the duct tape...