From nowhere

You might know that I consider myself to be a little OCD, in a good way of course, the way that keeps me doing the things that I don't necessarily want to do, but if I don't it makes me anxious and for lack of any word, my word is 'ippy'.

So yesterday's plan, because I need a plan... was to:
(yes, lists in point form relax and medicate me...)
- clean out the garage
- move the outdoor furniture into the garage
- throw out some junk
- vacuum, clean the leather, windex, etc the car (it is part of the garage in my brain)
- wash the car (at the auto place, can't stand doing it by hand...)
- drop off photos at Costco
- Grocery shop at The SuperCentre (this was a little hard for me to think about, because it is not my usual food store... and normally I shop on Thursdays... take a breath...)
- Buy Brie cheese, chicken and ground beef at Costco and pick up the developed pictures

These things didn't happen.

Instead, at 11am while I was knee deep in dust Billy called to tell me that it was a beautiful day, and to see if perhaps I was interested in going golfing, as he was interested in playing hooky and hitting the links.

So, suffice to say, we teed off at about noon. The garage got cleaned, but the car did not, so obviously things are not right in my world right now. I better go before I get more ippy.

By the way, I would like to mention that my husband is only 400 gold from buying his Epic Mount, (that's World of WarCraft for those who are not familiar with the terminology...) I'm so proud of him! Wank wank.