So I guess I will tell you about today to start with. I woke up and finally got around to putting the ever accumulating mountain of clothes away that were in the bottom of my closet. Not sure why laundry and dishes are the hardest things for me to want to accomplish. Probably because you have to do them everyday at least once if not more.
Then donated plasma, just doing something good for random people. So I get in there after literally inhaling a pb and honey sandwich and 2 water bottles of water and haven't been hooked up to the machine more than 10 minutes and the thing proceeds to tell me it can no longer suck the life out of me. Then the nurses decide to ignore me for another 10 then finally come over and fix the damn thing to get it going again, all the while mybladder decides it would like to relieve itself in the very near future. So for the rest of the time I'm hooked up I have to do the pee squirmy dance in my chair till it's over and barely make it to the restroom. I must say it was the most satisfying restroom break ever!
I got home and hubby had gone to the store for some groceries with the kids in tow and had dinner going when I walked in the door! Can anyone say Awe?!
Now I'm just chilling with my peeps! It was a great day! Guillory out! ;)
