I'm tired and I want a treat and my house is a mess.  When my kids talk I feel as if they're yelling and I have no desire to cook dinner (it's already 6p.m.)  Paul is due home any minute and he's going to come home to a mess (which, by no pressure from him, I'm embarrassed about).  Eli is rubbing hand sanitizer all over his body and Charlie is yelling at me from the bathroom with a second by second update as to what he is doing on the toilet.  And what am I doing about it?  I'm documenting it on my blog.  Now, I've got to figure out a way to get out of this rut and make some dinner.  Maybe I'll ask Gib to clean the family room since he is looking over my shoulder reading everything I write.  He just told me no - rude!!  

  I'm sure it has something to do with the fact that the heat has kicked in and I haven't turned my air on.  That will be my first step - turning on the air conditioner.   Stay tuned for next time when I've whipped myself into shape and am enjoying life again.