DO NOT mention the word p-r-o-c-r-a-s-t-i-n-a-t-i-o-n ... because I'm sure that has NOTHING to do with my guest room being full of boxes (and home fixer-up-supplies from July) that need to go upstairs. I've been busy trying to locate the end of the blogisphere.
Tonight my friend Gina, she of the Cow-Singing-fame, is coming down from the Big E (Epsom, not New Orleans) to attend a "Winter Solstice Dessert & Reading Party". Sometime before she arrives at 6:30 I need to get that guest room whipped into shape, put flannel sheets on her bed, clean the bathroom, banish the dust drifts from the furniture, excavate my own room and plow away the effluence from the dinning room table, kitchen counters and top of the filing cabinet. (Apparently "close" doesn't count as filed - so there's another thing that can't be added add to the old axiom "Close only counts in hand-grenades and horseshoes".)
Of course - I am going to get "right on that" as soon as I return from an IMPERATIVE trip with Beth to a great little Italian Grocery store out in Morrisville. What? Do I NEED something from this store? ... Uh ... no. We're just going to look at it 'cause it sounds interesting.
Besides I'm sure it will help turn me into a spinning dervish of crazy when we get home (after running another 2 or 3 errands) so I can do the cleaning and decide WHICH two pages I want to read tonight. Of course, I'll have MORE THAN ENOUGH TIME, to review my work and do a line-edit to make sure it is polished and perfect. *cough*not-in-this-lifetime*cough*. Because I'm sure the antidote to the "p" problem is adding MORE STUFF to the list!
I hope you all have a great day too!