Lists

I'm a list-maker. I'm always juggling multiple projects and errands. I would completely forget everything I need to do if I didn't write it down.

I love lists, but I hate them too. I'm great at actually MAKING the list, but actually doing what is on the list is another story. Part of the problem is I'll make lists with 50 tasks when I know I've only really got enough time to get 15 done. So Monday rolls around and I haven't got nearly enough done.

This weekend was no different. Well, except around 10:45 last night I caught the cleaning bug. So from 10:45 to 1:30 I was a cleaning maniac. I got a lot done, but it sure made my 7:00 am alarm impossible.

Kimble Kuteness of the Day

Before I Remembered We Had a Cat

I woke up this morning with the cat laying on my chest incessantly licking my face. Both hands weren't sufficient for her desire, so I finally just got up. Now she's sleeping at the end of the bed. Something isn't right with the world.

Last night Anthony and I went out to Hu Hot and then got some custard. We were going to go see a movie, but decided we were too tired and just went home. I think we're going to see No Country for Old Men sometime today.

In other news, the worst resume-speller was actually picked for an interview after the search committee met. I think I'm in trouble when I go to look for a job. I obviously have no sense in these matters.

I'm More Social Than I Thought

We went out to a local Italian restaurant for Anthony's birthday. They actually had the best escargot I've ever eaten. Oh it was amazing. They also had a pasta bar where you could get made-to-order pasta. The chef would cook it right in front of you. I enjoyed myself, but Anthony just thought the food was so-so (that's being generous).

Tonight, I'm going with Shannon and her friend from college to a PostSecret event in Lawrence. PostSecret is a project that collects postcards people send in with their secrets on them. I love the books and the website. I'm excited to hear Frank speak and see everything in person. It should be a fun night.

After we get back from Lawrence, we're going to Project Runway finale party. I've never seen a single episode so this should be interesting.

Speling and Gramer

I'm on a search committee for a new Financial Aid Associate Director at school. I'm reading through 25 resumes and CVs to decide who we should interview. I really think I should hire myself out for some of these people. Spelling is horrible. Spacing is even worse. I'm trying to look past the obvious errors on the page to find some redeeming qualities. I'm struggling.

Happy Birthday, Anthony!