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The clock's a tickin'

I'm feeling a bit scattered this morning... whenever I have a certain time frame for my day (ie: being to work by noon) I literally feel mocked by the clock in the hours preceeding the deadline. I have approximately three hours before I need to leave. I'm home alone, and the house is quiet. And there are so many things I could do with my time.

I could:
  1. Spend the entire time reading blogs and message boards. Oh, and I really wanted to google ribs to find out if women really do have one more rib than men.
  2. Fold the laundry and hang the shirts that have been sitting on that one chair across the room for four days.
  3. Work on my art journal entry for this week.
  4. Clean my studio.
  5. Vacuum and mop - my least favorite household chores, but it always feels good to get it done.
  6. Start my next class sample - a Home Organizer mini-book - a cute little book for all your measurements and paint samples and fabric swatches...
  7. Go to the fabric store and buy the fabric for the kitchen curtains.
  8. Read - I've got two great books going right now.
  9. Paint and recover two of my kitchen chairs.
  10. Call my Mom.
  11. Go through my magazine stacks. Seriously need to purge.
  12. Walk the dog.
  13. Play the piano. I seldom sit down to play anymore and it's a treat when I take the time.
  14. Go through my closet. Seriously need to purge here too.
  15. Start that canvas that's been on my studio floor for weeks. I have an idea for a collage I want to try.

See - how to choose?

What would you do?

Maybe I'll just dive in and see how many of them I can get done... Ooh - that sounds like fun!

Have a great Friday, everyone... dontcha love Fridays?

Comments

  1. Anonymous9:42 AM

    I VOTE FOR CALLING MOM :)

    Doesn't sound like you will be bored...
    This morning I bought paint for my two new unfinished scrapbooking chests I recently bought. Trying to decide if I want to take that on today. I keep telling myself it is too cold to do it in the garage but don't feel it's a good idea to do it here in the house so it is easy to put off but I am anxious to get them done.
    BUT there are SO MANY things I SHOULD be doing - (like working on my ME page for all the jobs I have had and clean the house Ugh!)
    I know exactly how you feel, Cath.

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  2. I think it's the other way around (re: women and ribs). I think men have one more than women...hence the whole "Adam's Rib" thing...which I hear are GREAT with a nice dark beer and lots of sauce.

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  3. Anonymous5:52 AM

    Cathy,
    Hey there. My least favorite chore around the house is anything doing with the floors. I dont like sweeping or mopping either! Of course it is a must, I just dont enjoy doing either at all.

    I am anxious to know what you accomplished. I feel like I havent accomplished anything for quite awhile... maybe I need a journal for real huh? Like one I can really use and such... yea, that sounds good.

    Anyway, my friend.. hope you have a beauiful weekend. I hope you are blessed in a very special way! Hugs, Tawnya

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  4. Read. Always read! :-)

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