It's about 9:30 on a Saturday morning. Sarah is at work at Cupps. Eleanor is napping. I just finished a bowl of Honeycomb. As I glance around the house from my typing spot at the kitchen table, I see a lot that needs doing. There's a load of laundry in the washer; there are dirty dishes in the sink. There are gift cards scattered on the floor. Eleanor loves playing with those things, for some reason, so they always end up scattered on the floor. You'd think that I could avoid that whole problem by just putting the gift cards somewhere where Eleanor couldn't grab them, but that seems entirely too reasonable.
I also have a fair amount of reading I need to get done for my classes next week, along with a bit of grading of the blog I set up for my graduate class. The there is the looming pre-tenure review, due in two weeks.
There's also the Dragonlance DVD that's sitting on the television, which is, by all accounts, horrible. Yet I want to watch it anyway, and I should really do it while Sarah is gone, since she has no interest in that stuff whatsoever.
My dad and Teresa are coming today to take us out for my birthday (Monday), so I need to get the guest room ready. We are also pretty much out of food and diapers, so a trip to the grocery store and Target needs to happen today.
Boy, I have a lot to do! And if this post sounds depressingly busy, well, I am busy but certainly not depressed. It will get done and things are good.