I am feeling run ragged this afternoon.
I got the Global entry thing done and appointment for interview made with dh's on Sat. a.m. (We're driving basically 10 hours this weekend to avoid perhaps 1.5 to 2 hours at customs in ATL.
I got the DAR info back to the registrar. The old tax lists from VA that I'm looking at - some have four squiggly handwriting columns and they have no page numbers. To find anything, I have to find it in the book that has the transcriptions, then work backwards to find it on the digital film online. And keep my eye on it long enough to download and crop it and remember what it is so I can label it. IF I take my eye off it I can't find their names again.
Then dh walked in, all chatty (no, not a distraction at all!), and finally went to bowling.
The ddog was harassing me about her walk, and I couldn't find my phone so took her around the block because she was having a conniption. (that took me to 10K steps today).
Back home I realized a phone was going off somewhere in the house and it was dh calling his phone from bowling - because he took my phone with him. And would I consider bringing it to him? (He did at least meet me in front of the bowling alley, so I didn't have to park and go in.)
I'm home, and I'm done. Stick a fork in me. (I'm really sorry I'm so whinny. The kitchen counter where I sit looks like a storm hit and I don't care.) Tomorrow is a new day, Scarlet!
Be at war with your vices, at peace with your neighbors, and let every new year find you a better [wo]man. Ben Franklin