Whew! Mondays are crazy, but this one…well…wow!
Fortunately, work was easy…no teeny-boppers skipping leaving school to attend concerts on the beach. I actually had quite a few parents give me honest reasons (albeit unexcused) for their children’s absences. Kudos!
As soon as I left work, Rooster and I ran to the boarding facility to pick up Molly. We chose to board her last weekend rather than have my friend deal with keeping the dogs separated. Molly was very happy to see us, although she changed her mind when I pulled out the hose to give her a bath.
She’s has spent most of the evening sacked out on the couch…

After picking up Molly, I ran to the grocery store. I must say that I have been spoiled. Soccer Chick does most of our shopping. She loves food, so the opportunity to actually pick out what she’s eating is a task she enjoys. Because she babysits three afternoons a week, I decided to save time and do it myself.
Ugh. I am so out of the habit. I spent half of my trip on the phone with her, returning items from my cart to the shelf and putting the correct brands back in. It seems that she and Rooster, who often accompanies her, have developed their own preferences.
When I got home, Rooster put the groceries away, unknowingly freezing the ground beef that I was going to use for spaghetti tonight, while I hung clothes on the line and vacuumed the car from the ride with Molly.
Then I cooked dinner, keeping one eye on Rooster who is, at the moment, still trying to finish an English project that was due today.
Soccer Chick walked in after spending an afternoon with cranky kids (and having to correct a underpayment on the part of the parents…good for her for speaking up!), and she was mature enough to begin washing the pile of dishes she didn’t have time to do last week.
As she was finishing up, Guy Friend stopped by with a little surprise…

Upon seeing me, he split the bunch into two sections…one for me and one for Chicky. He saw the flowers growing beside the road and made a side-trip to personally deliver them to my house on the way to soccer practice.
Such a thoughtful gesture that led me to give him a hug. A real sweetie. No wonder Chicky likes him.
With the day almost over, I’m finally getting to sit down and put my feet up, Dancing With the Stars playing on the TV.
I have a small treat, though…

A glass of White Zinfandel. The same color as the yarn I bought a couple of months ago. Ahhh…so smooth.
A busy, productive day.
Sigh…
Contentment…
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