Mood:  not sure

Ed, Debbie and Kayla are scheduled to arrive tomorrow night and the house is a frickin' pig sty. The kitchen is a mess, I haven't dusted, I need to clean the bathroom with the steam mop, the library needs vacuuming...oh, it is just a mess. I need to clean out the refrigerator tonight before I go shopping tomorrow. I have put a list together of everything that needs to be done, but I just don't know if I can get it all done before they arrive.

This weekend was the conclusion of a month of hell for me. I worked three Saturdays in a row - eight hours each of those days. Many days in June I have worked through lunch to get things posted and on Tuesday, June 23, I actually was at the office at the AMAC building until 9:20pm finishing closing the district's books on grants. I was so exhausted when I got home I cried. I cried again on Thursday night because my headache would just not go away. Finally, my body just gave out and I took the day off on Friday. My back hurt, head hurt, and I was shaking. I had worked 22 of the last 25 days - a minimum of 8 hours a day. During that time, I put in 36.5 hours of overtime. A normal day being 8 hours, that means I put in an additional four and a half days of work! So, how does that work exactly? In 25 days, I really worked 26.5 days? Can you start to understand why I was so frickin' tired? Hmmm?

I haven't done anything but work for so many days in a row I was going crazy. Shaking, crying, dreaming of numbers and mumbling them in my sleep. This is the stuff that makes people turn to drugs I tell you! So, when I took Friday off - I did NOTHING! I did not a damn thing! The most I did this whole weekend was make dinner on Friday night, go to the movies on Saturday afternoon to see Transformers 2, and play D&D until 3AM will into the wee hours of Sunday morning. Okay, I admit that I did do two loads of wash on Sunday and make the family a French toast breakfast, but that's not really anything special.

So - now Matt's family will be here in mere hours and I have to regain my sanity and be a hostess. I'm planning to the Nth degree of course so things will go smoothly. I need to remember to send Matt out to buy fireworks - hopefully with his dad before Saturday.

I've got to get more RIT dye and fixative for the tie dying session we are going to have this weekend. AND - I need to pick up shirts! I might just order all that crap online and save myself the running around. I definately have to go to the Dollar store and pick up a bunch of cheap candles. The power has gone out a lot recently with all the storms and we've been using our candles so much there isn't much left.

I feel like the White Rabbit - I'm late, I'm late...and I want to cry out for help...but I need REAL help, like Jedi worthy help! "Help me Obi-wan Kenobi, you're my only hope!" LOL...I am soooo loosing it.