Went to get gas. It was packed too. More likely because gas goes up 8 cents tomorrow than because of the storm. I am going to wait to fill up our gas cans. The 40 cents difference just isn’t worth the insanity at the gas pumps today.
Get home. Feed children snack. #2 Son has a BM (bowel movement for those without children) of gigantic proportion. Forgot he had not had one for 2 days and yesterday he got prunes with breakfast, apricots with lunch and prunes with dinner. Cleaned him up, the carpet, myself (I picked him up to keep him from doing more damage) and hunted around to make sure I got it all. Somewhere in this mess, I played with #1 Son, read them a book and ate pretzels with him. Then realized garbage man hasn’t come yet. Go through and pick up a bunch of stuff to throw away. Get #2 Son in stroller, get #1 Son in shoes and head out. It starts to sprinkle. No Biggie. See neighbor’s dog out of his yard. Head over to let him back in his yard. Get all the way to opening the gate and see the rain coming my way. R.A.I.N. Downpour. Run to neighbors back porch with kids. Ugh. Luckily back porch door open. No one at home, but I don’t care. We are not getting wet. Wait it out, then head home. So much for being nice. #1 Son and I got soaked. It is now 10:30am.
I am not going into the rest of the day with doing laundry, bills, and regen’ing our water filter, feeding everyone lunch… but needless to say it finally slowed down a bit and I decided to add stuff to my blog and check out Hurricane Frances. Got to stop now and get back to work. I’m sure one day I’ll look back at this and laugh. I just have to!