The song goes, "Work, work, work, ......."

This blog addiction is getting out of hand.
I am finding very little to no time during the week to blog, but trying to hold my eyes open with toothpicks at night to read every ones. I can't help it. I can't work on my own for wanting to read everyone else. No wonder I have few devoted followers. Can I help it if I like reading their stuff better than mine? I mean, my life is boring, I've already seen what happened in my day today. : )
So I sat down this morning to make me a "house cleaning list". I told myself it wouldn't be too big, just the basics that HAVE to be done. Then I sat down to read just the blogs that have been updated. An hour has passed and I haven't even pulled the paper out to make the list. The list has also escaped from my brain.
If I turned around I could probably SEE what I need to be doing, but what fun is there in that?? Anywho........here is a quick run down on my week.
Work, work, work, no fun, work with fun. That covers the work week. It has been busy around there getting ready for our Prestonsburg location "Re-Grand Opening". Yesterday was the big hoopla with corporate there from Dubuque. It went over well and the crowd was great, even though it was raining all morning, and half of the lunch time. (Minus the 6hrs I was on the road, to work 1hr, PBurg 2hrs, and then back the same 3)
Maybe this should be called "Bomb Week". It seems like I've had a dozen. 1st, I ordered a cake for our big hoopla, and go to pick it up Thursday evening. No Cake. I was like, WHAT?!?!?!?!? The girl had written pick up for 4:30 on the 21st, instead of the 20th. Ok, so I work it out that I will pick up the cake at 7 am the next day. Go to pick up the cake, guess what? No cake. I didn't have to panic, the President of our company had gone with me and he did instead. I walked out with my cake at 7:49. The day before a couple we are friends with dropped a bomb. How is it you can be sad and glad for someone at the same time? Then last night after an extremely long, hot, raining, exhausting day the last bomb of the week comes.....Emmy calls. Luckily DH talked to her and not me.
This morning the house needs desperately cleaned. I have a 100 things I want to do, so I guess I better get to them. We are suppose to be having fall like weather here this weekend. So maybe when DH gets home from squirrel hunting we can go. DH has decided he is going to hunt EVERYTHING this year, since he hasn't had the opportunity to hunt any for the last 7yrs. That's a story for another blog entry though.
Hope everyone has a great weekend and does something fun!!