Half Bad.

Looking over my to do list from yesterday, I realized something.  I completed exactly half of what I was supposed to do.

Here's yesterday's list:

• Clean the house (I only managed the kitchen, living, and bathroom)

• Decorate the tree (I strung the lights, added a bow topper and the first "level" of ornaments (more on that later), and started constructing a tree skirt)

• Make an appointment with the dermatologist (I need to get a few spots checked out) after checking with our insurance company to see whether I need a referral for it to be covered.

• Walk 5 miles.

• Go to Old Navy

So now I know I'm setting myself up for failure, because Madison took the best nap ever yesterday, meaning I got as much done as humanly possible, and still didn't finish.  Nonetheless, this is my list for today:

• Clean the (rest of) the house

• Decorate the (rest of) the tree

• Check with our insurance company to see if I need a referral to see a specialist, if so get one today.

• Walk five miles

• Go to Old Navy for that dress and some running shorts for Pat

• Spray paint our lamps

• Listen to our church's Christmas pageant CD and work on timing the readings correctly.  (Pat and I are gonna be narrating Sunday morning, and we have to hit certain cues in the music.)

 Hmm.  I think I might be in trouble.  Speaking of trouble, I hear something cute and fuzzy (fuzzy headed, anyway) stirring in the next room.  I'd better go check it out.

Am I the only one that does this to herself every day?  I think I need to get my head checked.  I'd better add it to the list.

-Kelli