My three favorite letters in the English language are P.T.O. Yes friends I’m talking about Paid Time Off.
Thank you, Jesus.
Do you ever feel like you’re drowning in stuff? I feel like I’ve been treading water for the past several months. I still have boxes of stuff leftover from the bathroom remodel. And then there was getting all the stuff ready for Kelsey’s dorm room – buying new stuff and deciding which old stuff would stay or go. We also moved out of our cabin at the lake so we had to find a place for all that stuff (the guest bedroom and basement seemed like the obvious choice for storing all that stuff). And not to be outdone is the massive amount of sentimental/nostalgic stuff that I can’t seem to part with. Don’t even get me started on my scrapbook stuff.
I HAVE to get a handle on this stuff before it starts pulling me under, so for the next three days, I am taking time off from my *real* job to work around the house and get my head back above water.
I’ve got BOBfm cranked up high and my life vest on. I’m going in!