Okay, Okay. I'm up!

I'm going to sweep and mop my floor in a minute.  Spilled milk was "wiped up" by six year old hands and I didn't even know about it until the sun (YES!  Finally the SUN!) shone across the floor when I happened to be on that side of the counter.  So, now I will mop.
We chose the best floor for the kitchen.  You can hardly ever tell it's dirty.  Until the sun hit's it just so.
I always think it is SOO clean.  um...

Carter's endoscopy results came back with no trace of anything.  Weird.

My washing maching started making a crazy spooky noise during the spin cycle of my 4th and last load of laundry yesterday.  Like a rabid dog growling at me.  Like Old Yeller locked in the shed.  So sad.  Brian says it's supposed to last us 20 years.  That washer and dryer was our first major purchase when we finished school and started our first after college job.  It hasn't been 20 years.

I was blog hopping and clicked on a link to an Etsy shop:
This print is great.  And this one.  And this one!




I picked this off my shelf to read agian.  It's been quite awhile since I've read any Georgette Heyer books.  They are cute.
Mostly it's "Oh yea!  He loves her!"  And then they get married.



This is my favorite floor cleaner.  It smells great and works smashingly.

And I'm going to use it today!  In a few minutes.

I love these things.  I refrained from picking some up today while I was out because I'm trying to NOT give myself a sugar headache.  But now looking at that picture...I want one.


Okay.  I have to be done now.  I am giving myself time limits on 'screens' just like my kids have so my brain wont rot and I can get stuff done.  Like mopping the floor.
Which I am going to do right now.

Riiiight now.

Now.

Hmmm.  

Which I am hoping to do in the near future.  (The sun has moved on and it looks REALLY clean.  So no rush, right?)