I cleaned the house.
I cleaned the bird cage.
I did laundry.
I watered the plants.
I paid the bills.
I went to town for dog food.
I cleaned the tile floors.
I did not have time to shampoo the carpet, but I spot cleaned it.
I ran service on the well system.
I updated the pet care manual for the sitter.
I cleaned out the refrigerator.
I bathed the dogs.
The audio books are in the car.
The GPS is set and ready.
The mapquest pages are printed and in the car, just in case the GPS gets silly.
I am partially packed.
Tomorrow I will
Change the sheets.
Say goodbye to the babies (with tears in my eyes).
Drive to Santa Fe.
I'm in good shape.
Yesterday I wasn't so sure about anything. My head was so out of it with the congestion I couldn't get a thing done. I repeatedly started to do something and forgot what I was going to do before I could do it. I tried to pay bills, but I would look at an amount and forget it before I could write it on the check, so after several aborted attempts to write checks, I quit. I was not feeling bad, except for the difficulty breathing and the soreness of my poor nose, but I just couldn't get anything done. I finally curled up on the couch with several cups of hot tea and just vegged.
Today is so much better! I'm still blowing like crazy, but I can at least put sentences together and remember numbers long enough to write them down. Now that all that is done, I'm ready to go and excited about it. I will miss the babies, but I will have a wonderful visit with Enid.
I'll talk with all of you by Wednesday. Y'all stay safe and hold the fort down, OK?