I was late to work today

Want to know why...because I HAD to wash the dishes. Isn't that CRAZY?!?! I was so worried about the dishes in the sink that I had to stop, put my coffee down, take off my rings and bracelet, roll up my shirt sleeves, grab an apron and scrub away. (I have to mention that if I had walked out the door without doing so I still would have been late, but 5 minutes, not 20.) Apparently I am so CDO (obsessive compulsive disorder, for those of you that don't have it and can say it in not alphabetical order), that I would prefer to be late to work than to leave a sink 1/4 of the way full of dirty dishes. It's shameful, really. Oh well. At least I'll be going home to a shiny sink and clean dishes.

Tonight will probably be a busy night tonight. We're having blackened salmon with gnocchi and pesto sauce and I may bake some acorn squash to go with it for dinner. Yum! I'd like to get most of the laundry finished by tonight and also get at least a room or two clean. Addam's Family Values starts at 7pm and I hope to be sitting on the couch working on a ridiculously useless beaded bookmark on my new beading loom. It better turn out this time or else. I HAVE to mail off my swap package tomorrow morning. No if's, and's or but's!

I'm not sure what the weekend holds. I'm sure there'll be a trip to McCoy's, as usual, and I'd like to go to one of the general-store type places to browse for some more goodies to throw in the swap box. I'm sure Jason would like to go to the shooting range, but I also know that he has to start some stamping on a leather knife sheath he's making for a customer. I'd also like for him to start on a belt for me, but he has to take care of the paying customers first. Typical...

I may have mentioned that I'm reading Bless Your Heart, Tramp: and Other Southern Endearments by Celia Rivenbark. This book is hilarious. Jason is getting tired of me laughing out loud as I read in bed at night. I'm definitely not as "Southern" as the subjects in her book, but I do recognize each and every character. Her story-telling is admittidly a bit crude, but I haven't read anything overtly offensive. It's not something I'd read to my kids, but it definitely covers topics that every woman goes through, whether they're a Southern Belle or not. I'm about halfway through that and then will move on to my new Sarah Dunant.