I have too much to do. I have too much to do. I have too much to do.
I'm going to Art & Soul in Portland, OR tomorrow and I'm mostly finished collecting the stuff I'll need. But I still need to do some things:
-- cheap, portable food that won't spoil
-- gift for a friend whose house I'll be staying at tomorrow night
-- checking the car (oh God oh God oh God I should've done this two weeks ago)
-- washing my hair so I can look like I take care of myself
-- printing out two more pictures, for my class with LK Ludwig (Okay, I just looked at her blog. She's worse off than I am right now.)
This is going to be a very busy month... the In-Laws are coming up at the end of the month, the Husband is looking for a new gig right now, I need to find some time to visit with my first-time-pregnant friend, and I want to get my Etsy store up and running (with three items). So what am I doing? Whinging about it instead of acting on what I need to do.
I have to go!!!
I'm going to Art & Soul in Portland, OR tomorrow and I'm mostly finished collecting the stuff I'll need. But I still need to do some things:
-- cheap, portable food that won't spoil
-- gift for a friend whose house I'll be staying at tomorrow night
-- checking the car (oh God oh God oh God I should've done this two weeks ago)
-- washing my hair so I can look like I take care of myself
-- printing out two more pictures, for my class with LK Ludwig (Okay, I just looked at her blog. She's worse off than I am right now.)
This is going to be a very busy month... the In-Laws are coming up at the end of the month, the Husband is looking for a new gig right now, I need to find some time to visit with my first-time-pregnant friend, and I want to get my Etsy store up and running (with three items). So what am I doing? Whinging about it instead of acting on what I need to do.
I have to go!!!