Just after Noon...

... and I've cleaned the bathroom, the floors, the kitty water dishes; watered the plants; had breakfast and lunch; Jim and I have done up all but six of our Christmas cards (33 addressed, written, stuffed and some with postage); done up the grocery list; and swiffered under the bed.

Of course, I'm still in my pjs. The pink holiday ones with christmas decorations all over them.

But now I'm poopted. I had thought getting up before seven and getting this all done by noon would leave me the rest of the day to do my 'fun' stuff - go to they gym and then do some crafts, play Sims2, and watch a movie and get snuggles.

I think I need a nap instead. Going to the gym seems out of the question, but I have to go today to make this week's goals of 3hrs cardio and 3x weights.

Now, if I could just get that silly friday afternoon at work turned into a friday afternoon at home getting all the above mentioned chores done, then weekends could be so much more!

Or would that be "less"?

But you get my drift.