pooped out!

Well, I am just pooped out. For one thing, we are awaiting the answer from the college as to w hether or not Martin still has a job! Another, Little Joe is teething. He is just a cute little crab, but I just can't stop kissing and hugging him. Good thing too, because he just cries and cries when I put him down. I thought that I would take him around the block for a nice walk, and maybe that would help him, and while he enjoyed it greatly, I had forgotten just how far "around the block" was. I felt great when we got back, but well, it is almost 10 hours later, and I am feeling it. Also, Martin and Aunt Cheryl went to the food storage place and bought several bags of beans, wheat and rice. Each bag weighs 25lbs. I remember a time when I could toss 100lbs on my shoulder and think nothing of it. Turns out that tossing 25lbs on each shoulder is kind of difficult. I didn't want Martin hauling those bags in, but he brought in a few, as I was heaving like a winded nag when I got my few bags in the house! Mind you, I don't always think ahead, and when they got home, I suggested that we go to Sams to get a few other things. I got some spices, pepper, and other things for the food storage, and when I got home, it occurred to me that the kitchen needed reorganizing so that I could more efficiently find and use the items I had bought.
Reorganizing the kitchen was a bit more of a challenge than I thought. Worst of all, there were many items that were far outdated and I had to throw them away. I felt so ashamed, me, the food storage queen, having to toss food out. Some of that stuff I didn't even know I had, but I have reformed, and vow to never be so wasteful again. I even had girl scout cookies from last year! Though the kids begged for them, I made them toss the cookies to the birds. The kitchen looks wonderful, but my back is awful! I was watching the clock for when the mama's showed up to take the kids, and turns out that the mama's each had something pressing and the kids stayed until after 8:30. I was a puddle in my recliner, with a teething crabby baby climbing all over me, and I was starving too, but the day just went on. Finally, finally, the last grandchild left and there was some peace. Not for long, because I realized that in just another 9 hours, they will show up again! As for me starving, blessed Becky brought me some red beans and rice and a bisquit when she came home. Now, I am sated and ready to get to bed, but wait, the romance novel I have started, (my favorite one, that I have read at least 6 times) awaits me by my bedside. I still have to shower, take meds, check the house and turn out the lights, make sure the doors are locked and say my prayers. Martin will want to talk, and I will patiently listen, while Aunt Cheryl finally gets sleepy and goes to her room. I will probably get about 7 hours of down time, and then I will get up, turn on the lights, unlocke the doors, put the dogs outs and look for a cheerful little cherub too show up. I will make cream of wheat and bake some bisquits, welcome the boys and feed the baby. The bus will come and Little Joe will probably poo in his diaper. (he does every morning right on time). Maybe he will get sleepy, or I can talk Martin or Aunt Cheryl into keeping him while I snatch a nap. But wait, the romance novel will still be there-and tomorrow is bread day. Oh well, good thing I know that all of these things are great blessings!