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Not a normal Tuesday and that's OK

Today was not a regular Tuesday and that's OK. I have clothes on the couch waiting to be folded and put away and some hanging on a line in the back bedroom that I hope will be dry by morning. By mid morning tomorrow I should have a load of toddler training pants to wash. Not particularly looking forward to that but there are some days that they help the little one to understand why she's sitting on the potty.

I managed to read a little bit of my book today not much though. I'll be waiting to read more when I take my next break. At the moment I would be going back and forth between this posting and accepting gifts for various games on FB. I needed a break even though I haven't done much work today.

I really need to start getting a bit more organized but the new schedule is one that I haven't adjusted to just yet. Monday and Wednesday mornings Theresa is in preschool for a half a day. Those two half days give me the chance to either get a little work done or to frantically clean house knowing that she's going to undo everything once she gets home.

I can't take projects with tight deadlines right now, I've got less work time. My lack of a vehicle means that I am at everyone's mercy until I get brakes. Well, it's time to do some editing so I'll go for now.
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