Yeah...so I took the day off work. I got a movie, left lesson plans, and got a sub so I could take the day off work, go home, and be with my dad for the closing of the house where I grew up. The day started off pretty well; I had to stop by work and take care of a couple of things; since I didn't know what time the closing would be, I knew I had time to take care of a couple of errands. After I left work at 8:00, I called dad to see if he'd gotten a time from the lawyer or the guy processing the loan for the buyer. He said no, but he'd call me when he found out something. I decided to stop at Hobby Lobby (big mistake; I could spend my paycheck in there) and look at some quilling stuff. I left there and called dad again. No dice. He said he didn't know anything, and advised that I probably shouldn't drive all the way to Washington until I heard a definite time. Went to the post office. Went home. Fixed Ruth and Ron's wedding present. Called dad again. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. Took a nap until 2:30, woke up and fell asleep again. Woke up at 5:30. Yes, I took the whole day off to drive to Washington and I'm still in Conyers. Dad finally gave me the number for the guy processing the loan, and I called him. He told me that he'd tell the processing department (who the heck is that?) to let me know in advance when the closing would be so I could take off work (again) and be there. I tried to be nice, I really did....but I let him know that I had already taken off a day from work to do this and it was going to be difficult to do the same thing again since I live 2 hours away--it's a whole day's loss to go home. He said he'd let me know something. Yeah, right. I guess God knew I needed the break, so I'm trying not to be too frustrated. Anyway, that's all.

So...this blog is specifically for Marli Page...whoever else reads it, great...but Marli, I wrote it with you in mind :) As a matter of fact, I've been thinking about Marli for the last three and a half hours. Why, you ask? Because I've been cleaning my bedroom. By cleaning, you should know that I don't just mean "Becky clean." Nope, I mean "mother Marli clean." Yep...I windexed the full-length mirror and even moved it. I pledged the jewelry box, dresser, and even the DVD player and TV..and that little picture in the corner. I moved cords around to the back of my nightstand so they wouldn't stick out like a sore...and ugly..thumb. I changed my sheets, febrezed the mattress, and put a duvet cover on the comforter. I even went so far as to fill up my shoe hanger thingy (you know, the thing that goes over the door to hold all your shoes) with shoes I actually wear and pair up and either toss or store those I don't wear so often. I parted with approximately six pairs of holy underwear (sorry, I couldn't bring myself to say the P-word....), three old t-shirts that I never liked anyway, random trash on the floor, and a feather boa hiding in my closet. I moved two suitcases out into the living room to take to the cleaners next week and rearranged my entire dresser (my t-shirts have moved to my closet on the top shelf now because I'm officially out of room.) I am working on getting my second load of laundry done for the evening and every piece of clean, dry clothing I own is either folded and put away, on a hanger in my closet, or on my tired body. I grouped my skirts in semi-colored order (all the darks together, etc.) just for kicks and got up two bags full of clothes and other things to give to people. I put a nail in the wall of my closet to hold all my purses and bags and put all my belts (most that I don't wear...) together on a hanger in the aforementioned closet. While I was cleaning/folding/trashing/organizing, I caught an episode of Law & Order: CI, listened to the Crabb Family, and dried Kim's clothes. Finally, I put the toilet paper in the bathroom actually on the roll instead of it just being propped on top of the empty cardboard wrapper. :) All in all, it's been a productive night. Tomorrow I shall tackle the living room and dining room as such...or maybe the bathroom, I don't know. I figure I should probably get to the part that people see pretty soon. Or maybe (what a novel idea) I will just rest...with it being Sunday and all.