So much to do today. We are headed to my mother-in-laws for the weekend. And the list of to dos keeps growing.
-Finish my project for work and email it to my boss
-Dishes (all of them, so they won’t be sitting out while we are gone)
-Pack up the boys clothes/diapers/food for the weekend
-Pack Sir and my clothes and toiletries for the weekend
-Pack up meds and the baby food I made yesterday
-Make apple mango baby food with the ripe mango we have
-Find a way to keep the garage door closed while we are gone (it’s not ours, it’s the landlords, but Sir doesn’t want it swinging open)
-Pack up dog food and bowls.
-Get stroller out of the back of the car.
-Clean out fridge
-Take out trash
So that is my day. Plus a million little things that I can’t motivate myself to do this morning.
Last night was a ‘just us’ night. Nothing overly fancy, just the two of us being together. We don’t get many nights like that. He still called me a slut. But I was cuddled and kissed slut.
Wish me luck on my long list today. I’m going to need it.