Memento Mori

Molly is on the floor. She was happily playing with her toys until I opened my LJ update window. Figures. I love my chubby little pumpkin.

Anyway, it has been a busy but very productive day. I have all my clients' stuff in paper bags now (so much tidier-looking than a pile of plastic grocery bags) and labelled by their names. It's in a neat stack in the corner. The floor was able to be cleared and vacuumed. YES. Of course, that means my computer table is piled high with odds and ends now, but that can be dealt with later. Most of it is probably pitchable.

And, I made two 13x9 pans of Chicken Garbanzo Divan: one for potluck tomorrow and one for us for Sunday or whenever. The kitchen is clean. The living room is mostly clean - Molly's toys are dumped out.

So, I feel accomplished and content, even though I know that in two days nobody will be able to tell it was ever this clean. I'll worry about that in two days.

Bible study is at Andrew and Kai's tonight. Apparently we are having pizza. Sounds yummy. I'm thinking of finding out if Frances and the kids want to come to our place after potluck tomorrow since Dr Paul won't be around to go door-to-door with Dan and maybe he can just go with Jim. We shall see.

Also, today I learned that the vacuum terrifies Molly. And she got some carrots mixed with rice cereal at lunch today because we had some. She seemed uncertain of the texture at first but in the end got probably a tablespoon or so down her.

I'm really hot and standing by the sink washing dishes makes my back ache, so I'm sitting here taking a brief break. The cookies I'm making smell good. Hope they taste good. Considering my non-fannishness of honey and all... should be interesting.

Spot is out in the sunniness outside. Dan is fixing something on his car.

Hmm. The cookies are... very sticky. I think I messed up on the liquid proportions, perhaps. *sigh* Going to let them sit in the turned-off oven to dry out a bit before attempting to remove them from the tray.

At least I'm being semi-productive today.

The last load of laundry is in the dryer. I had three loads today.

The grain is all ground. I did a massive grinding: soft white wheat, hard red wheat, and a bit of rye. So I shouldn't have to do it again for a while.

One loaf of bread is baked and a tray of buns is now baking.

I even have been folding the laundry as it comes out of the dryer and I vacuumed up my flour/grain grinding mess.

Oh, and I made granola.

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I've been doing a lot of floor-sitting today, which I like to do and is comfy as long as I stay sitting, but getting up is a pain in the butt. Quite literally.

GooGoo hasn't moved much since early this morning. Naturally I'm panicking.

And I have heartburn. I'm going to blame the disgustingly addictive pound cake that Donna left here last night from the memorial. It's really not THAT good... yet I keep stuffing it in my face. I've had enough now though. When my loaf of rye bread cools down a bit more I'll have egg salad-leek-tomato sandwich and cottage cheese.

( Today's Food )

What is left? Pears. Pears and more pears. I'm not sure I want to deal with pears, but somebody has to do it, and Dan is busy and already did more than his share of chores today and yesterday. I have such a nice husband.

Definitely going to see if I can make room in the fridge to put some of them in there and buy myself another day of procrastination. If I can get half of them done today, my conscience will be sufficiently eased. So glad it's not a hugemongous amount of pears. About 1/3 of a milk crate.

Okay, time to make and eat my lunch.