While I'm puttering about the house I think of all these "important" things that I want to write about on my blog and then when I finally am able to sit down at the computer I don't want to post because I can't type fast enough to please myself. So I don't and several days will pass without any new information being added to this journal of my life. I am going to try a new method. I am going to write in stages if there is a lot on my mind.
I am in love with the mixture of vinegar and baking soda. I love the smell it produces, the smell in the drains that it removes and the sound it makes as the vinegar hits the soda. This week, I have treated every sink and the bathtub in my house 4 times each and the toilets twice. I also treated Mom's kitchen sink when we were there yesterday for Memorial Day. (It smelled like fish.)
Don't drive and push the buttons on your cell phone. The other day I was driving and the cars ahead of me we were way ahead of me so I started dialing a number. At the end of the number I looked up and saw an elderly gentleman crossing the road at a very slow pace. I had to slam on my brakes to avoid hitting him. If I had looked up a second or two later my life would be very different right now. It was sobering.
I have always been proud and thankful for the fact that I have never gotten a fever blister. I am firmly opinionated that some people get 'em and some people just don't and I was obviously one of the people that do not. Mom got them. Dad got them. Jason got them. But not me.
Until this weekend.
It hurts. I cannot even open my mouth all the way to take a bite without splitting it open. How does one remedy this situation?
Tomorrow, at nine o'clock in the morning, Angie is coming to take pictures of our house. Angie is our realtor. That's right. We are putting our house on the market. I have cleaned all the live long day and even mowed the front and side yards. I also have all the laundry done. The problem is that now I won't let the girls move or breathe until after Angie is here and has done her business. (And, I would proudly let her do her business b/c my bathrooms are sparkly clean! :) )
I won't start supper because the kitchen looks so lovely and I don't want to mess it up. Maybe I should have scheduled her appointment for this afternoon.
I wrote this entire thing in one sitting. I just liked using my bold font at the beginning of each paragraph.