What day is it? I think Day Eight

And I totally schooled my refrigerator. No mercy, cleaned shelves, pitched condiments. YeeeeeHaw. I was wild and without abandon.

So now what?

Nothing. Because today is a slacker day. Well, not completely a slacker day. I cut someone's hair, and have to take a minion for a checkup, and there is dinner too.. But I'm just maintaining today. And that's cool. Maintaining can be a crap ton o' work. You have to keep on top of the kitchen. Remember to run your dishwasher before bed, and then you have somewhere to deposit dirty dishes all day. Then be sure to toss a couple of loads of laundry around. Folding it right out of the dryer is the way to go. I have taken up the less than stellar habit of piling it on the floor in the hallway. Our machines are in a hall closet.

Not productive. I'm just being honest here.

But IN THEORY, fold out of the dryer. If you don't have time, don't flip yet. It's too easy to let it pile up on you. Don't set yourself up like that. It's a horrible way to go: Smothered in blue jeans and sweatshirts. Gruesome.

Last night I had a spa, and that was so much fun. Manis and pedis and facials OH MY! I ended the evening with makeup applications. Too fun! Oh, there may have been some margarita action, but you didn't hear it here. I'm really excited about the mobile spa concept. It's a really fun way to get out of the house and meet different people.

So there's day eight. Not a super exciting post, yet the weekend is arriving. I'm sure to do something outstanding with it.