Ok, so most of you know, when I stress, or when I don;t know what to do with myself- I clean. Not just any clean, but bleach everything I can get my hands on...
So this morning, after I got home at 1:30, I went to bed at 4:30, and was up at 7 with the kids. I paced. and paced. why, not entirely sure, but I paced. I could not figure out what to do with myself. So I decided to put all of my energy to use. I started to put the wash away, and then I reached for the bottle of bleach. Bleach- the calm, the cleaning, the scrubbing- Just what I needed. I looked under the kitchen cabinet to find my trusty bottle of clorox clean up. I wasn't there. No bigggie. It was in the bathroom, when I bleached it just this past weekend. No dice. Crap. Where the &@%$#$@ is my bleach?? I have hunted and hunted, and it is no where to be found. ~sigh. NOW WHAT?
still having no idea what to do, I took the kids to the lake, to look for Monarch caterpillar eggs. Nope. (man, am I batting a thousand, or what) I did find some gold colored eggs, and with my luck it will be some type of tarantula. going to google thAT when I get a minute.
I also, I think need to eat something. I had dinner on Tuesday night. I think. I forgot to eat anything yesterday, and quite frankly- food is not appealing. I am going to lay down for a bit, kids are "napping"- and since I can't find the bleach bottle, guess I should do something constructive? LOL