Stacy's still having us over at her place. Even with school out for the summer, she still finds time for us. Since I'm not on summer break, I'll dive right in and then get back to work.
-> The boys have discovered the sandbox. And I have discovered how much I hate sand. It gets everywhere. Ugh. All over the floor, in their pockets, in their hair, under their finger nails (which creeps me out when I go to cut their nails and hear it crunching). I'm trying to mitigate the mess by instilling a "decloth on the porch and enter in only your undies" rule but you should see how much sand little o can pack into a diaper!
-> Tomorrow I shall be know as "the fun one". PB is gone for a few days, and normally I would be my usual strict self. Nothing out of order, stick to the schedule and we'll get through just fine. But now that the boys are a bit older and more independent (read fun) I'm taking the day off, taking them out of school and we're going to have an adventure! I'm not sure what yet, but I'm pretty sure that the day will end at the splash pad. Hopefully Mother Nature agrees with my plans. You have no idea how out of the ordinary this is for me. I usually NEVER take a vacation day for a random fun day. I use them for school holidays, or trips we have planned far in advance. Then, at the end of the year, I have one or two (or in the case of last year 3) that I end up tacking on to Christmas to use them up. Not this year!
-> I made a most strange request to the maintenance people in our building, apparently. I am the only person in my corner of the world most days (I share a cube block with someone who only works part time). So I don't want any "climate control". If it's hot, let it be hot. If it's cold, let it be cold. They usually set the thermostats to 68 at night to save energy, but right now that puts the AC on, and I end up freezing. I asked them to just leave it be (and they looked at me like I have 9 heads).
-> I'm diving right into Office 2010. This old dog can learn new tricks. All around me you can hear the moans, but I refuse to be party to the grump. Technology didn't stop when I turned 30. It's funny to see people get all bent out of shape, though.
-> PB and I finally made a 4th of July plan. We're taking the boys on their first tent camping trip. They've both slept in a cabin, but this will be the great out of doors. We invited some friends, but due to location and lack of outdoor desire, we're ending up going solo. (as a side story, PB has made a resolution that when we invite people to do something he is no longer going to let them change our plans. it has happened too many times, and he always ends up disappointed that he didn't do what he originally wanted. I completely understand). Now we have to purchase a new tent and get them psyched to sleep outside.
OK, duty calls. If I want my adventure tomorrow, it means today must be overly productive. And away we go!