Just me

Most of you know that I am a crazy person and have millions of things going on but I feel as though I have regressed lately and spend way too much time avoiding what I actually need to be getting done.  I have not folded laundry for ever or even organized parts of my house that I have been planning on since I went back to work.  I just believe that I am at that point that I have so much on my plate that I simply have given up.  Granted I am getting everything done that is required to be done but also there are things such as I just graded a paper for one of my classes that the students handed in three weeks ago.  Not good.  I think that being the person I am my brain with everything stressing me out has simply shut off.  I try to be a good person and it is very hard for me to say no to people but I feel as though if I don't allow myself to shut down I may quit.  As I am writing this I can feel my thoughts intermingling together; not writing what I should but getting some of my craziness out of my head.  There it is I am crazy and not afraid to admit it.  I think this is why I have constant headaches and the drs cant figure out what is going on with me it is simply because I am losing it:)  At least I have been able to bake when I shut down or blog. Which reminds me maybe I should finish O's stocking that I started when I was pregnant with her.  That would relieve stress.  I am so excited for xmas this year O is starting to understand the whole idea of it which is fun but may not be a good thing.  We will see

Harley

Harley is our black lab.  He turned two on Halloween.  He has nothing physically wrong with him.  He is a very special dog with many very good skills;
1. he can dig large holes in your yard. 
2. He can put thick black hair on all of your furniture
3. he can drag mud into the house that you cleaned on his paws
4. he can get let out of the house to go to the bathroom at night and even while watching him be able to sneak away to dig in whatever the neighbors have in their back yard and be gone just long enough to scare the crap out of you so you think he ran away again. 
5. He also can walk 6 miles away and get into Mercy hospital and run through the halls. 
6. He can jump up on the table and eat your childrens' snacks
7. He can jump up on you with his excitement when you get home and not realize that he weighs 70 lbs and has long sharp nails
8. And lastly if you aren't looking and you thought that the dirty poopy diaper was bad the first time to pick up it is much worse when the dog eats it and rips it to 1000 pieces all over the carpet.  But still we love him but I am not sure why.  He would be a great addition to any home!!!

Hi there

I just realized that it has been awhile since my last post.  I thought I would bring my whole two followers who I talk to on a regular basis up to speed.  The deal right now is the kitchen.  My husband has decided to refurbish the cupboards and they are looking fantastic don't get me wrong, but it is driving me bonkers living with the silverware in a diaper box in the living room.  I think back now to all of the times that I moved during college and after and think I am never moving again.  If I do have to move I am going to have someone come and pack everything up for me on the very last day and then unpack it for me exactly where I want it.  I mean they have to do that right celebrities don't have to pack and unpack and that is what I feel like right now that my kitchen is packed up but I am not moving for a few weeks and have to just search for everything.  At least I can just dig through it and take it out and not have to worry about packing it back up again.  I think the other big struggle with it is L she continues to want to play with the forks and knives.  She is too goofy.  I know in the end the kitchen will look beautiful and my husband will have done a great job I just hate living out of boxes.