Fired UP!

Wow! I need to start the day with a jolt of caffeine more often! No wonder people drink this stuff. I got a ton of junk done...and I'm feeling pretty dang good.

Yahooooooo!

The moving blues are history. I took a note from a blog I like and decided to "Eat the frog" first. I don't know that the person who coined this phrase is southern but I have my suspicions.

Yum, yum, tasty little buggers.

I decided that the jobs that were really stressing me out were:
1. take down the play set
2. renew RN license
3. Get the DOD to TALK TO ME, PLEASE PLEASE PRETTY PLEASE WITH EXTRA CHERRIES ON TOP.
4. Organize books for next year

These are the biggest things that have been worrying me and causing general loss of sleep. So when I got up today I was determined to get them done. NO MATTER WHAT! I was ruthless.

I started by finding a handyman to take apart the monster play set in the back yard. I had planned to do that with my sister (thanks Sis!)but further considering the current heat, my general lack of tools or even the basic knowledge of how to use said tools, and I realized this was not a good place to save a buck. Better to shell out some money and then watch a poor guy give himself heat stroke while I sipped a cool beverage from my air conditioned house. Money well spent.

Next up I started calling everybody and their cousin at the DOD who in any way was related to the poor person handling the sale of our house. After 3 weeks of begging my rep to pretty please return my messages I got mean. I called the boss's boss and started there. I even threatened to pull rank. Totally hilarious because I have none and Hubs has some but probably not enough to scare anybody there. Still, I had two things in my favor: the obnoxious persistent squeaky whiner gets the oil and the law of the jungle. I roared the loudest and they figured it was easier to answer than ignore me. For now.

Of course they tried the usual blocking technique of calling just before the deadline and then throwing it back in my court with a crazy suspense. I had to have 5 obscure documents back to them by close of business (about 2pm) today or the whole deal would get postponed. They figured they were safe. Nobody could possibly get all that junk in time. They figured WRONG. Thanks to a super Realtor (I Love ya Toni!) it was there muy pronto. Take that suckers!

Next up-- time to renew my license. This meant facing 24 hours worth of boring continuing education. Ugh. There is just no way to get the contact hours without either spending money or suffering terminal boredom or both. I scoured the internet for the best deal that met the requirements and locked myself in the den. It was every bit as bad as I thought but I just chomped away on that frog (is it just me or is this metaphor so beyond disgusting???) and knocked it out. It helped that the bathroom (and chocolate!) were on the other side of the door. I had to study fast to get some relief.

Last project today was to take all the books we will need for school next year and put them in a box so I can make sure the movers DO NOT pack them. They aren't particularly neat but they are done.

Watch out frogs...ready or not here I come! Mama had a big diet coke; you better run for your disgusting slimy lives!