The List

I have got to get my butt in gear.  As soon as this final summer heat wave ends it's time for me to get back to the purge.  Which was the whole reason for this blog in the first place.  Given that it's over 30 degrees out there and I just donated a pint I'm allowing myself to be lazy for the rest of the day.  But now that it's down to crunch time, I better find a place in the shade and get started on the list.  You know the one I mean -- the dreaded 'to do' list.

It's such a feeling of accomplishment when you get to tick off or stroke out an item on the list. Conversely, those other items -- the ones that never seem to get taken off -- glare with haunted house eyes that follow you everywhere.  And I'm afraid I've taken a couple of steps back over the course of the summer.  Things are mysteriously organizing themselves into piles again.

There are two major reasons to call this crunch time.  One is that I'm expecting my reno dudes to call me any day now to say they are getting ready to do my flooring.  Carpeting out / cork flooring in. Before that can happen, however, someone (namely me, unfortunately) has to paint the whole damn joint.  Yuck.  I hate painting.  

Major reason number two?  I'm heading to ITALY!  Yah, baby!  Oh, not for about six weeks, but you know how fast six weeks can disappear when you're procrastinating.  Even bought myself a new suitcase...London Fog...70% off.  It's small, it's light, it has four wheels and it expands.

The dog should just about fit.

"If I fit in the suitcase can I go too??"