For it being so hot, I'm in a pretty good mood (I have a tendency for crabbiness when it's too hot). Part of that, I think, is because I just downed a cold coffee (I plan to stay up late; more on that later), and the other part is due to the water sitting beside me. I really need to drink more, and if it's right next to me, I tend to do just that. I poured about 20 oz. about five minutes ago, and it's almost all gone.
I'm pretty happy with what I've done today. All the laundry from yesterday is folded, though I still need to put Jon's and my stuff away. I've washed and hung out two loads today, and plan on doing one more load this evening (though I'll have to use the dryer for it). I also vacuumed all of upstairs, mostly because we have fleas. Again. Whenever we neglect to put that stuff on the kitties, they come back. Especially since the weather's been so dry for so long. Anyway, we put it on our kitties today (not Tom; Ginny can do him if she wishes) and they've been scraggly looking all day, especially Bunny (aka Simon). He's been extra funny looking because right after we applied the stuff, he kept trying to get in my laundry basket (he's just like Pickles in that way; if there's fresh laundry, he likes nothing better than sleeping in it) and I kept squirting him with my water bottle to get him out.
I cleaned the bathroom yesterday (though not the floor), and I'm hoping to sweep downstairs tonight once it gets a tad cooler. Probably not till the girls are eating supper, though. I'll hold off on mopping, though. It's just too hot for that. And I probably won't vacuum the stairs till tomorrow, either. Like I said, it's too hot.
When we moved to this house, Jon had three organs. Two stayed upstairs; one went to the basement. Later, we moved another to the basement. The heaviest one has always been upstairs, though. Just this past week, Jon put one of them on craigslist for free; the only stipulation was that the interested party come get it. I told Jon I was excited that I wouldn't have to get it out of the basement, but of course wouldn't you know it, the guy complained he didn't think he'd be able to do it. Seriously? Not to brag (though I am), but Jon and I did it. And then we took the super-heavy one downstairs (what an adventure that was! We ended up tipping it by accident, then had to somehow get it back upright!). I've always been thankful for the strength God gave me; back when I was a teen, my brother and I had to constantly help move heavy antiques; since marrying Jon, I've lifted and moved many a heavy organ and piano (and various other furniture) up stairs and through tiny doorways; I've lifted entire sheets of drywall onto ceilings and walls. Obviously, none of that was by myself; I had help. But I'm thankful for the strength that God's given me, and I hope to pass that on to my girls, the willingness to keep trying, to not give up, even when something's harder than they think they can handle.
Wow, this has gotten longer than I thought it would (and braggier :P). Didn't realize I had so much to say.
Here soon, I'm going to go make supper for girls. I told them they could have a picnic outside (Jon got chips today!) at their little table. And I'm going to join them in the pool after supper, maybe even set up the slip 'n slide and slide with them. :)
I think that's everything I had to say. Try to stay cool!
ETA: I never explained why I want to stay up late! I had a goal of finishing Jill's story by the end of the month. Though I worked on it earlier this week, it's not really that close to being done. Jon gets home late tonight (well, 10), but I can't work on it when the girls go to bed because I'll be watching You've God Mail. So I'm going to stay up late and get as close to finishing it as I can tonight. I think it's going to be a lot longer than I first envisioned it, though!
Edited again: Wow, I used the word "though" a lot!
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