|Almost half way there.|
|I am a master of organization. Also, post-it notes don't actually stick to fabric.|
Today, however, was completely different. I cooked, baked, cleaned, finished laundry, killed another very large spider in the garage, and worked on my quilt. Day three of the three day weekend was bliss and I'm now ready for further abuse at work. Did you miss the fact that I cooked and baked? I'm trying to go through my cupboards now that I discovered an alarming amount of expired jars on the shelves. And not just a little expired - more like I think I brought that can with me when I moved here seven years ago, expired. Whenever I throw away an expired bottle or can, I can hear my grandmother's voice telling me that it is perfectly good and she didn't have the luxury of throwing away cans of food when she was growing up in the great depression. Yes, that is true. But, no matter how bad this recession is, teriyaki sauce should not be grey. Words to live by people. Words to live by.