It's 12:30 pm

and I am just now out of my jammies. Isn't that terrible? But I have an excuse.

The house is a MESS: The dressers are in the upstairs hallway. Our bed is on its side in what we refer to as "older daughter's room," even though she only technically lived here part of one summer. Everything else from the bedroom is scattered around the second floor. The bedroom itself, which I have to go through to get to the closet (which dh has agreed to do at a later date - or never, in my view) is empty save for a saw and all of the oak that will eventually be the floor. So the house is no inspiration to get up and enjoy the day.

However, I have accomplished:

Reading all the new blog posts on the blogs I read regularly. Older daughter set up a feed-reader for me, so as soon as there is a new post, I am THERE.

Vacuuming the room where I knit. There was a lot of scrap yarn and fuzz in there, so it was about time.

Writing notes to my two granddaughters about how much I enjoyed my last visit, which was a few weeks ago now and which they've probably pretty much forgotten about by now. I also enclosed Box Tops for Education, which I am supposed to save for them, but which I usually don't remember to do. Each girl is getting one box top; won't they be excited?

And returning my roots to their natural dark blonde/red color. Yes, that is too my natural root color. I have pictures from my childhood to prove it. And my eyebrows. I know. The instructions say not to use the product on eyebrows, but I'm careful, so sue me.

All in all then, a very productive morning. Really!