a bad case of the to do’s

I told someone at work that I was feeling a little stressed out.  Her response.  ”You know what I do, I just take a tylenol PM every night.”  Ha. Maybe I should start, but I don’t think it is going to check off the boxes on my to do list.  I had an oh-so-productive meltdown as I was trying to go to sleep the other night.  I guess I am feeling a teensy bit worried about the move, procuring a new job, and all the other 900 million things I need to get done.  Andy keeps telling me it’s all gonna work out.  He better be right or I am gonna kill him.  Or divorce him, whichever one is easier and cheaper.  

I have weeded and planted new flowers in our front flower bed, it looks clean and crisp.  I added mulch on top for good measure and some curb appeal.  It never hurts to have curb appeal, I have watched  HGTV you know.  I have purchased many things at Home Depot (is there a $50 limit, because I can’t seem to spend less!) with which I will be filling holes, touching up paint and grout.  My plan is to be systematic, one room at a time.  It is officially 18 days before we move.  I am so sad, especially now that the weather is really turning around.  Not to compound our life, but Addy and Owen have been sick since we got home from Phoenix two weeks ago.  Addy has a sinus and ear infection.  I swear my sister is growing staph at her house and lacing their sippy cups.  Just kidding Hide.  Owen, well O has just been plain cranky.  He won’t eat food, take naps or play on the floor.  There has been so much holding lately I think we are both gonna go crazy.  In lieu of it all, I am making turkey meatloaf, roasted carrots and mashed potatoes.  Yum.