Well, my kids are on spring break and oddly enough, that means I am also. I thought if I kept tabs on my blog of the things I accomplish, it might make me turn off the hallmark channel and do something. (But that ole Charles Ingalls hauling wheat with four broken ribs is hard to turn off!)
Before 8:30 I scrubbed the ring of grunge off the kids bathtub.
I began sorting clothes to give away. Several different piles to several different destinations.
I planted seeds to start impatiens, snapdragons and coneflowers.
Returned some stuff to the store.
Oops, found a ridiculous sale.
One load of laundry through the washer and dryer.
Sorted the weekend's mail.
Grasping now, better go do something that sounds more productive. Like painting. Or frying chicken. Something.