Sunday N Stuff

Well, here we are.  The girls are home and things are going to get back to normal.  Well, as normal as can be, considering we're talking about MY family.

Brett's Dad came to look at his truck today.  It was Brett's fault.  There was hardly any oil in it at all.  He'd been checking the transmission fluid, but forgetting the oil.  His dad handled it quite well, actually.  He's letting Brett borrow a car to get to and from work and school only, and has a motor that might be usable.  He has to get something fixed on it, but if it can be fixed, it'll be a heck of a lot cheaper than a new motor.

Kevin took the girls to the store for school supplies, and I'm cleaning.  Actually, right this moment, I'm taking a break, but at least the bathroom is scrubbed clean.  This computer room is next.  Sheesh, there is more dust and dog hair in this room that I can believe.  The thing about dust and dog hair: It comes back faster than you can clean it up.  It's everywhere!

Tuesday night, we will meet the girls' teachers, and Thursday morning they start school.  Summer sure flew by.  They start earlier every year, too.  What's up with that?  My child-care cost will be cut in half, but school lunches and everything the school is constantly wanting money for will make up the difference.  What ever happened to a free education?

Well, this room isn't going to clean itself.  Break time's over.  This is me, getting up.  Yup, I feel it coming on.  I'm going to be cleaning in no time.

Yup.