I slept til nearly 10 this morning and still woke up feeling like I just climbed Mt. Everest. Not that I have nor ever will have the slightest idea what that feels like but it sounds exhausting anyway.
I'm on my second cup of java now, in my Mothers of little boys work from son up till son down mug so I'm starting to perk up a bit. I packed boxes like a mad woman yesterday, including my pots and pans and Pyrex which at least gets me out of cooking for the rest of the week.
It's sandwiches and Chef Boyardee for us!
There were spices in my cabinets that had BEST BY dates of 1998. What tha? I've been using some of them too. I think there's an Erma Bombeck quote about women and their spices.
Ah yes, here it is. Thanks Google.
“Once you get a spice in your home, you have it forever. Women never throw out spices. The Egyptians were buried with their spices. I know which ones I'm taking with me when I go.”
God, that IS true isn't it? But I went ahead and took the plunge by throwing anything with an expiration date of before my children's lives out.
I was able to accomplish so much yesterday, during Spring Break, because Dev and the Dracenator had big plans. Thank God for Popaws who take their grandchildren fishing!
Last night we took a trip up to the psych ward at the hospital but I swear it's not what you think.
We went to celebrate Momaw Pat's retirement after 15 years as a psych nurse. I am sooo going to miss her work stories and the rolling of Popaw Bob's eyes as she begins yet another.
HAPPY RETIRMENT, MOMAW PAT!!!
Well I guess it's 'bout time for me to get started on the packin' again. I think I'll tackle the bathroom cabinets today. I'm a little nervous about what I may uncover in there.