so, its been a while since i've posted. i've been running around like mad. working tons of hours and trying to get my life back in order after being sick for so long. it's still hard for me to get out of bed or even go up a flight of stairs but i think that feeling is fading. i don't know if it's that i've been sick for so long or that i'm still on an unreasonable amount of medication. we shall see come tuesday when the meds run out and i've got another appointment with the specialist.

my day started with a, "katie! i need help! i have to leave for my meeting in an hour and i just froze the computer!" so i come upstairs and with a quick "control, alt, delete" free up my moms computer. then she's panicing about different things for the meeting and about an hour later heads out the door for her meeting with her people to people group in elkart (my brother in law, adam, refers to them as her 'peeps'). about five minutes after she left i noticed that she forgot some papers on the kitchen counter so i immediately pick up the phone and call her cell phone. sure enough it rings...in the next room. AHHHHHHH. so, i jump in my car, strike that, JEEP and head to the meeting. as i walk in, she says, 'oh, those are the bad ones, i don't need them.' so then i headed home.

as i got home, i felt a bit motivated and felt like i needed to clean the garage so that my mom and i could both park in there. after i got the jeep she has pretty much just let me park in the garage so i wouldn't have to put the top up every night. she's so good to me. sure you can live in my house with your LARGE dog, (who recently ate the carpet, by the way) and go ahead and park in the garage, i'll park in the drive way. it's amazing how one person can be so giving. so, for the next 5-6 hours, i cleaned the garage. we now successfully park two cars in there. and the inventor of the two car garage rests happily in his grave.

the rest of my night i have been babysitting at my sisters house. i have a new rule for anyone who asks me to babysit. if i don't have at least a 48 hour notice, it's an imediate, "no." i know, i'm a jerk but there is just this feeling when you get asked two hours before like the rest of your day is shot. it's not like i normaly have plans but it would be great if people thought i might. anyway, beck asked me far in advance and i happily said yes. she even offered to let me use her scrapbook stuff and i'm resisting. i've been bloggin instead. :o) so i'm babysitting jacob (6) and abby (4). if you'd like to read about my evening of being proven to be of a lesser intelligence than my niece and nephew, you can catch up on that at beckycallender.blogspot.com. that's my sisters blog. anything that she says about me is false. :)

and with that i bid you good night. i have to wait for the elders to return before i can leave. adult supervision my eye.

katie