I started with shaking off my post-Thanksgiving food stupor and sorted through my kitchen to get rid of odd bits and bobs of things that once upon a time, I thought might come in useful (68 glass jars, anyone?)
Moved on to laying a brick patio around the fire pit out back. Neighbor kids interrupted and set the dogs to barking, which in turn woke up the cranky teenager. To punish them for poking the sleeping bear, I put them to work laying the bricks for me.
What with child labor moving things along nicely, I stepped inside for a brief moment. Foolish, foolish mama... Organized chain gang work descended into chaos, children running amok, and dogs barking once again.
One look out the window at hordes of screaming banshee children, and I turned tail and fled to my
Ah, the joys of school holidays...
Monday can't come soon enough.