It’s a wrap ….

It’s a wrap ….

Last week we got a phone call asking if a family could come see our house.

We told them it wasn’t for sale yet but they really wanted to see it so we said …. “sure, come on.”  Problem was, I wasn’t in “let’s sell the house” mode yet.  So I spent virtually every waking second of last week trying to make it look like we don’t really live in our house.  

On Friday we were literally racing against the clock and I told Bill we could have been on some reality game show where we had 24 hours to stage a house.  

They came and stayed all of 20 minutes looking and I spent all of the next 20 hours recovering.

Except that I couldn’t really recover because Savannah wanted to have two friends spend the night and they weren’t as tired as I was at midnight Friday night.  

Saturday morning I went and got them donuts.  In my pajamas.  I drove a little farther to the Shipley’s with a drive thru only to discover when ordering that I didn’t have my wallet or my cell phone. So I drove all the way home and back.  This is the story of my life.
Saturday afternoon we went to Savannah’s soccer game where I watched her score her first goal of the season!  She plays goalie so she doesn’t get to score that often but the coach was letting them play different positions.  I was glad I was there to see it … almost missed it because I was lost.  Driving to a field I’ve been going to for years.  Dementia much?
After the game Savannah told me she was meeting some friends from her team at Jamba Juice.  I asked her who and she said she didn’t know their names but she wanted to go.  I am positive that they didn’t invite her (because they don’t know her really) but she went and sat right in the middle of them and had the best time.  She is a lover of life that child.   And she has never met a stranger. 
Saturday night we went to 59 diner to finally have Savannah’s birthday dinner.  They don’t sing or anything but we did all split a really big milkshake.
I loved Sunday afternoon!!  The girls helped me organize my jewelery while I cleaned out a cabinet in the bathroom (you know the one with 3 boxes of bandaids, 4 bottles of childrens tylenol, 2 bags of cotton balls and miscellaneous stuff out the wazoo?  Please tell me you have one of these!).  Caroline helped me with that project too.   It went like this … “MOM, throw it away” … “But I like it” … “THROW IT AWAY” … but what if we need it … We DON’T NEED IT. 
She won most of the battles.  She could have a bright future in organizational consulting.  I was a tough client but she hung firm with me.

I’d show you a picture of my very super clean cabinet except I won’t because I’m too tired to go take a picture.  And I’m sure you don’t care.  
My apologies for what could not be a more boring post.
And it’s not exactly a wrap because there was one more fun event … maybe two of the weekend but you’ll have to wait until tomorrow.
Because, as Dennis Miller would say … “that’s the news and I’m outta here.”


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