Got up
Got dressed
Fed the cats
Got the newspaper
Started a load of laundry
Paid bills on the computer
Read my blogroll
Folded the laundry
Fed the family
Drove to the Flea Market
Boxed up the pottery
Boxed up the toys
Boxed up the glassware
Boxed up the kitchen stuff
Boxed up the miscellaneous things
Carried eleven boxes to the car
Carried five bags to the car.
Carried the shelves to the truck
Carried the boxes to the car.
Drove twenty miles to the other Flea Market
Carried in the miscellaneous things
Carried in the kitchen things
Carried in the glassware
Carried in the toys
Carried in the pottery
Carried the shelves in
Set up the shelves
Threw all those things up on the shelves and on the walls.
Set up a new booth that looks just like my old booth
Sweated a ton. (Short and sweating in March. It's ridiculous)
Drove home
Freshened up
Went to dinner
Drove past Goodwill - I can handle NO MORE junk today.
Came home
Fed the cats
Cut a fresh Lilac Bouquet
Watched Survivor
Threw pipe cleaners on the cats ears
Watched American Savage (Have you seen that - it's about metal detecting, treasure hunting and history)
Checked my email
Read my blog roll
Checked Facebook
Checked Craigslist for Yard Sales tomorrow (it's an illness, I tell you, this junk thing)
Wrote this blog
Submitted this blog
(Took a shower and went to SLEEP shortly there after)
I AM TIRED!
(What did you do today?)
What is a monkeybox?
When I was a little girl, we had a pet monkey named Amanda. My Dad worked in the produce business, so each night he brought home that days culls in a big box - spotty cucumbers, pithy apples, limp celery, moldy oranges and the like. We called it a monkeybox. It was really just trash, but my Mom would take each piece of fruit and trim it, pare it and cut it up to make a beautiful fruit platter for Amanda. Even though it was deemed trash by one, it still had life left in it and was good for the purpose we needed it. That's how I live my life - thrifting, yard saling, looking for another's trash to be my treasure.
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Some of the same thing you did went to work some then some of the same things and came home. I did not throw pipe cleaners at my cat but I did scare off a bear.
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cathy
wow. I was a slug.
ReplyDeleteI like the list idea. If I break it down that way even my non productive days will sound most productive! I'd say you left out a line. Exercised. Surely all that lifting, packing and toting counts as exercise! Surely??!!!
ReplyDeleteI thought I got a lot done, but after looking at your list, not so much. In particular, I did not throw pipe cleaners at the cat ... one more thing to do today!
ReplyDeleteShara half way through your list I was exhausted and taking a nap! I do need to try the pipe cleaners on cat ears though! I love Survivor and I've not watched the other show but will check it out. How is today shaping up? hugs, Linda
ReplyDeleteWhen you said you were going to blog about your cats, I didn't think that was what you had in mind! She looks like "Why did Mommy do this to me??"
ReplyDeleteI may steal this idea for a post somtetime.
with being married to the breadman, you should "bread your cat". just google it to see the latest cat plus bread trend.
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