Lack of Focus

We just had our house painted. It looks great and now it is time to unpack all of the decorative items we stowed away during the process. I was determined to get it done, and here is what really happened:

1. Headed upstairs to get bins of breakable items from their storage space on the third floor.
2. Atop on second floor and realize washer has stopped, so I should put stuff into dryer.
3. Realize dryer is full.
4. Realize laundry basket is overflowing with other clean, unfolded items.
5. Start folding sheets in basket.
6. Realize basket is too full for me to make immediate impact.
7. Remove stuff from dryer and put it on our bed.
8. Move wash to dryer.
9. Continue folding sheets.
10. Fold all 3 loads that fill basket and cover bed.
11. Try to put sheets away.
12. Realize linen closet is bursting.
13. Empty linen closet.
14. Refold and reorganize linen closet.
15. Leave out sheets for the unmade trundle bed on third floor.
16. Head up to third floor.
17. Put sheets on bed.
18. Realize blankets for trundle are in LP's closet.
19. Go down to second floor to get blanket.
20. Notice girls' folded clothes.
21. Put away girls' laundry.
22. Bring blankets to third floor.
23. Put blankets on bed.
24. Locate bin I originally came upstairs for...

No wonder I can't accomplish anything! 

LP in the House

Yesterday, LP came to work with me. In honor of Martin Luther King day, she had the day off. I did not.

While I could have made alternate plans for her for the day, she was adamant about coming in to the office with me. She had big plans. She wanted to spend the day with Maggie, the yellow lab that LP fell in love with over the summer.

I am sure that Tim, my co-worker, was sick of me verifying that he would, indeed bring Maggie into the office to entertain LP. I shouldn't have worried. He brought her in, Maggie bounded over to LP and a long day of indoor ball-throwing, outside potty breaks, and bonding began.

Face Time

This is what happens when your children steal your phone.