Erik's out of town so I have no one to talk to....

So, some things i just had to mention ...

I'm bummed that a client didn't hire me to go speak in Minnesota. Woulda been nice to visit (and work, of course!)

The funny Asian man who works out in Crocs at my gym was there again. That's two spottings this week. I just couldn't not comment. Hilarious.

Listening to Hold my Heart by Tenth Avenue North. New Fav.

Wrote a cool psalm/prayer/praise this morning. Maybe I'll share later.

The neighbors kids ... love to ring my doorbell. And leave their alien super hero collector cards on my porch. And talk to my cats through the window. And try to dupe me into giving money for a fake fundraiser, all schemed up to help pay for the next Batman video game ....

The neighbor dog won't come out to "go potty". Not sure what to do about that, since I'm sposed to be watching her.

My cats miss Erik. Let me be more clear ... Sheridan misses Erik.

i've been cleaning all day and yet......still a disaster.

New thought: there's a difference between clean and picked up. My house is clean.

I got a voicemail from my beloved older sister-in-law today. My only "older" in my life. I've listened to it three times already and it's still saved on my phone. Warms the heart.

I sold a ton of books today. Chiropractors are book buyers. Go figure.

I'm sposed to fax something and got all excited when I remembered we have a fax machine in our basement.

Until I remembered that my husband canceled the phone line. So no faxing.

I don't think I've eaten much today. I seriously think I was thinner in college because I didn't have someone else needing to be fed. Now I eat because Erik reminds me to make dinner. Stranger things have happened.

Both of my cats are on the kitchen table. You'd think I'd think that's gross. I kinda do--i just don't choose to do anything about it. I wonder what that says about me.

I love taking pictures. and now i LOVE www.picnik.com. Check it out.

There are four--count them 4--guitars sitting next to me in my dining room. Ah, marriage to a musician.

So anyway ... posting this just kept me from all the stuff I want to get done (notice how I didn't say have to get done? I'm trying to recognize it's all a choice...) before Erik gets home tonight.

But posting this was much more fun than cleaning yet another toilet. Or putting away laundry. Or cleaning the cat box. Or vacuuming. Or even eating ... no, scratch that. I just worked out, so I'm actually now hungry. OOoo! Now, eating is much more fun than all the other things I could do..... Let's eat!

Seriously. Random.

AAAAnnnnd..... Scene.