Less Than Stellar

Yes, that's me. It appears that no matter how hard I try to be organized and not get myself into pickles, I do it. I have talked about this upcoming trip for the last month. I have been making plans in my mind. I have attempted to get all of my crap together. I am failing miserably. I am pretty sure that a simple trip home should not cause all of this stress. Really.

Due to my obsessive internet addiction, nothing is done. I have managed to wrap a few gifts. I have managed to assemble a pile of crap that I need to take on the trip. I made a list to make sure I don't forget anything. Funny thing about making a list is that you have to keep up with the list. If any of you happen to see a list of random items, that'd be my packing list. Please return it to me!

This week I have to get all of my laundry done. I have to wrap all of the gifts. I have to pack everyone's clothes. I have to do this stuff, yet I am sitting here telling the bloggyworld what I need to do instead of doing it. I am thinking if I make my list here, I will be able to find it because, as you can tell, I am always able to find my way to my blog. If it weren't for this blog, I don't know what I would do with myself! Wait...if it weren't for the blog (and toddler up my butt all day every day) I wouldn't be rushing to get my laundry done. It would all be done and folded and put away too. Where it would be easy to locate clothing that is clean and wearable.

No one back home cares if I wear dirty clothes and have a Pigpen-like funk cloud following me around do they? Hope not.

I am still looking forward to the trip. I just need someone to come and get my stuff together. I want to be like the husband. I want to be told at what time to jump in the vehicle headed out of town and trust that my clothes and things are clean, packed, and loaded into the vehicle. Wouldn't that be great? How is it that he gets to avoid all of the chaos that is my life? I am perplexed by this situation.

If you have made it this far into this post, I will tell you that I wasted an hour and a half of my life last night. No, not on that. We watched The Happening. I want my time back. I could have been blissfully dreaming or something. I hated that movie. The night before, we watched Shutter. That was a creepy, but good movie. It has a The Ring type feel to it. I also wasted countless hours playing Rayman Raving Rabbids this weekend. It was great. Maybe all of the game playing and movie watching has something to do with my lack of getting anything done?

If my posting for the next month is spotty, please understand. I am busily preparing for the trip and then taking the trip. Who am I kidding? You all know I will be here to rant!