From The Ridiculous To The Mundane

Today was a day of rest.

I was supposed to meet Sis over at Mom's house this morning to begin the arduous task of cleaning out closets, nooks and crannies. We planned to take it slow and easy. Work from 9 a.m. to noon, then call it a day.

But I couldn't do it.

I called Sis about 8 a.m. and told her we'd have to wait a while longer. She understood.

I'm off on vacation from January 1 through January 11, so I figure we can tackle some of it during that time. We aren't planning to put the house on the market until Spring, so we have plenty of leeway. There's no rush.

Instead, I stayed in my jammies all day long. I subscribed to Consumer Reports online and spent a good deal of time looking up appliances. At the moment we are living on borrowed time with all of our kitchen appliances, so I thought it best to be prepared. The refrigerator is 20 years old, the dishwasher older than that, and the oven is so old it has one of those clocks on it where the numbers actually turn from one digit to the next (think 70's digital alarm clock), only they don't turn anymore and the timer is broken as well. As a matter of fact, the only thing that DOES work is the oven part.

Which goes to show that even though you're old and some parts don't work well anymore, you can still be "hot" when you need to be.

Feel free to use that one. No charge.

You're welcome.

So, after All The Research, I managed to toddle upstairs to take a short nap. THREE HOURS LATER (ahem), after a shower and honest-to-goodness clothing being applied, Hubster and I took The Girl out to dinner. Her boyfriend joined us, and we had a merry old time. The Boy opted to stay home and have chicken nuggets.

Due to my restful afternoon, I am now wide awake at the ungodly hour of 1:29 ayem in the morning. I have a feeling I will suffer for this later today. However, there's another nap waiting on the horizon, calling my name.

For now, it's off to bed. Sweet dreams, Interpeeps!