Let me tell you...

I had no energy left to blog last night.

I don't know what to say about Wyatt and his room.

I was a huge slob when I was a kid, so I can understand the problem he has, but goooood LOrd.

We took out bag after black plastic bag of paper, old toys, broken crayons and markers with no caps.

We put up some storage shelves with clear totes and HOPE that will help him keep things clean.

GK went to the doctor yesterday.

The doctor said he could hear "things" in GK's lungs so he sent him for an x-ray of which we still don't know the results.

Does that mean everything is ok?

What's up with not hearing back?

I'll call in a minute.

Mike and I went shopping today and I finally broke down and got some new clothes.

They don't fit.

How dumb.

I hate shopping.

Mike just went to town to see the chiropractor.

His hip and leg are always hurting, and his foot goes numb with spikey tingles.

Wendy is on her way home from Mt.Vernon.

She had to go do court things yesterday.

She called at 12:30 and said she was on her way home and then I called HER at 2:45 and she said she stayed to have lunch and was just leaving.

I swear, I otta kick her ass.

Whatever.

Ok, my stories are on, gotta go.