Saturday I got up, cleaned out the hall closet and went to work from 12 to 530. When I came home my aunt & uncle were here and then I had to bake another cake for my class on Monday. We went on a venture for food about 7:30 and about 9pm we finally got to eat. Frankie had come home soooo sunburned I wanted to take him to the ER but he wouldn't let me. He went to bed right after dinner, so I didn't get to finish laundry.
Sunday was work 10 to 5, then dinner and other misc household stuff and before knew it the weekend was over, and I still have 6 loads of laundry to fold... Yikes..

















2 comments:
hehe hate when it piles up like that! I always slack too.
folding and putting it away is the WORST. I'll wash, you fold and put away okay?
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