Um, my 12 days of projects isn't working so well. I seem to be having trouble getting started. Here is is 2pm and while I haven't been sitting around today, I also haven't worked on anything on my list.
Also, I went to 2 thrift stores this morning (it's 25% off day) and left one of them empty handed. I KNOW - I'm scared too. I know it's because I've been silently cursing VV the past few days. Last week I picked up a Dora house in the box while Esther was with me. Of course, once I picked it up we couldn't put it back. When we got home and opened it we saw that it was an incomplete set. WITH NO DORA FIGURINE!!! Kind of a problem and so I've totally been cursing them.
I freaked myself out when coming home today after my morning of nothingness. As I put my key in the deadbolt I realized it wasn't locked. And then I tried to turn the door handle and I realized it was locked. I was 100% certain that I hadn't left the door like that. We have a little routine where Esther holds the storm door for Ruthie and I, we come out, and then I lean back in, grab the door handle, shut the door and lock the deadbolt. But the deadbolt wasn't locked. I dropped my groceries on the steps, ran away from the house, and called David to get the number for the town police department (note to self: add town police number to cell phone). They responded within 3 minutes and the Lt. went in and searched the house. He found nothing and was just so, so kind about it. I told him (repeatedly) that I was not a flake, my husband travels all the time, and that I usually keep my wits about me. It was pretty freaky to see him going in the house with his hand on his gun though.
It gave me a really good feeling about living here. While I do have some complaints about our town government and I vent frequently on our listserv about the speeders and cut through traffic, this quick response time gave me a warm fuzzy feeling.
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