Fold My Laundry Please

I. am. tired.

I ‘ve been baking cookies what feels like non stop the past three days.  In between I’ve had to fit in trips to the doctor, the video store, the grocery store, etc.  And when your 4 year old begs you to help straighten up his toy closet, you know its in bad shape!  (My darling little baby girl loves to take all of the perfectly organized bins and dump them on the floor, making it both easier to see what’s in the bin and harder to walk into the closet!)  We also decided to rearrange our living room this past week, which meant an entire day was spent dusting behing things we couldn’t reach before, vacuuming under things the vacuum couldn’t get under before, and finding new homes for all of the junk we had stored in different places.  Generally it was a whole lot of huffing and puffing and there is still a small pile of things temporarily lying next to my desk awaiting their final destinations.  Today’s agenda includes finishing up two more batches of cookies, vacuuming the upstairs finishing up the laundry I started yesterday, cleaning the kitchen (baking wreaks havoc on the kitchen), and cleaning up the den area.  Somewhere in all of that, I’ve got to fit in preschool for the kids (today we’re learning about scarecrows and turkeys and all things Thankgiving).  All so that I can wake up tomorrow morning and watch the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade without even thinking about having to cook (except for the mashed yams to bring to my mother-in-laws house, but that’s quick and easy…and it involves marshmallows!) or having to clean. 

I. am. tired.