Not Born To Run

To run errands I mean. I hate them. I hate shopping. I hate driving and parking and getting in and out of the car. I remember back when I was single and I thought it was a hardship if I had to make more than two different stops in one day. Then I got married and had a baby and I thought my life was really hard. I could barely manage to drive to one store with him in tow, drive home again and collapse from the exhaustion.

These days I seem to be an errand running machine. Why do I have more energy at 35 than I did at 20? Today we left the house at 10:30 for art lessons and we didn't get home again until bedtime. I still didn't get half of my list accomplished, including my work out, dang it.

• Art lessons
• Lovely's hair cut. Yay it's short again! Go ahead and call her a boy, see if I care. (Yes, this is an old photo but I am too tired to post a new one.)
• Lunch
• Target
• Bank
• Book store
• Old Navy
• Roller skating rink (where I forgot my driver's license last week!)
• Music store
• Library
• Macy's (going out of business sale)
• Payless shoes
• Dinner (no cooking for us today)
• Basketball practice
• HOME!!!

Needless to say I sent everyone to bed early and I'm on my way there right now.

Have I ever mentioned what perfect little angels my kids are? In the car that is. None of them were blessed with my car sickness disease so they bring a book everywhere we go and read constantly. It's Heavenly! Oh, except for my two year old little devil who spends half her time screaming at me because she can and she knows I can't reach her from the drivers seat. Did I mention that she is almost three and she's starting to act like it?

What's up with all this shopping when I don't buy stuff? I tell more tomorrow and show you some of the fun STUFF I came home with!

Yes I'm back on line!