One of those days

Yesterday started out normal. Normal enough. Messy house. I started with the clean laundry and put the baskets in the living room. Yeah, I will get to that-fold it and put it in the right rooms. Kitchen messy-dirty dishes in the sink-yep, that's on my list. Dinner to think about. Ok, I will start it so all I have to do is put it in the oven. I start by flouring the meat to brown. Whoops, I spilled a little flour on the stove top.
Then its mail call. Ohhhh man, I have boxes. And #1 has something from immigration. I open his big letter first. It's his evaluation of his high school with a cover letter from Quebec . . . I think. It's all in French. Great. So I scan em and send them to Larry to be translated. (and yes, it was the docs we needed for school and yep, it only took 5 months LOL). #1 has everything he needs for school now (hopefully).

Next up, the boxes. Inside the boxes are boxes and packing stuff. And since I am having fun, everything goes all over the place-next to the baskets of clothes. I love getting things from the states (TY ty ty ty).

Yep, the house is a disaster.

And the doorbell rings. It's the owner. She is visiting her parents. Oh greeeaat. Inside she comes. I stand there. Hmmm, messy kitchen, messy living room. Sort of like a tornado came through. Well, she must just love how I am taking care of her house LOL!

It stresses me. Things like that always does.

And I ended the night watching Deadliest Catch. It was the one where Phil dies. It was sad. Brought back memories.

Not a good way to end the day.

Today will be better. Yep.