A million things on my plate
Wow. I think I'm stretching myself into new contortions now. Those who know me know that I am always very busy and have a ton of juggling to do. Now my mind boggles to think of all the projects I need to work on.Project 1. Work on my house. There are some things that need to be done before I can possibly move into my new house.
Priority 1: I have to put fixtures in the bathroom, so I can bathe there.
Priority 2: I have to replace the broken window pane in the top floor bedroom. It's dangerous.
Priority 3: I have to put some sort of wall things in the closets. Drywall, or lauan, or something.
Priority 4: Curtains. Two of the bedrooms have huge windows from floor to ceiling facing off into the neighborhood. None of them have coverings of any kind. Rather than become the favorite haunt of the peeping toms, I think I need curtains.
Priorty 5: Furnace. I have to get guys in to replace the furnace. This is only a low priority because it's July.Project 2: I should really be packing and getting ready to move!
Project 3: Buying stuff for the house. I still need to get stuff like a ladder, a level, a bunch of lamps, an oven range and hood, supplies for the stuff in project 1, and so on. The house doesn't even have toilet paper right now.
Project 4: Kirstin's birthday. It's in less than a month. I at least have to buy some stuff.
Project 5: Regular maintenance of the property. If I don't mow that lawn soon, I might get a ticket.
Project 6: Midsummer Night's Dream. Lots of lines. Lots of physical comedy work. 6 nights a week. Nuff said.
Project 7: The Red Carnation. The one-act play I am performing this Saturday at Bath Days. It's just a little scene. But it's lines and blocking, and I haven't even been to a rehearsal yet.
Project 8: Regular stuff. I have mountains of laundry and dishes to do, and bills to pay.
Project 9: Cosmetic changes. My house will be livable after project 1, but it will still need to be thouroughly cleaned, and some of the rooms will have to be painted. I want to rip the ugly wallpaper out of my bedroom, and the ugly mouse-grey carpet, too.
I'm sure there are things I need to put on the list that I am forgetting. For right now, I'm completely boggled. I don't even know where to begin. I guess I will call my stepdad and find out what's involved in all of this stuff, and ask if I can borrow a lawnmower, and go from there. *sigh*
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