sarah's Arty Dreams

This Sunday morning I was doing my normal routine, getting the kids off to church, cleaning, doing laundry..etc.

So...laundry...let's start on that topic. Why is this such a cause of stress for me? I don't understand why I can't go into the laundry room and just wash the clothes like a robot, not thinking about the color separating, turning the shirts right side out, turning the jeans RIGHT side out. *exasperated* There is nothing that bothers me more than turning clothes the right side out. Imagine doing this for 4 girls who love to change clothes several times a day and won't wear a jacket twice without wanting it washed.

Why do they put their winter jackets in the dirty clothes when they should have hung the jackets back into the coat closet? LOL It's as if they are too girlie to even imagine putting on a jacket worn one day. Ok, after obsessing over that....I obsessed over my bathroom that I share with my husband.

Why do men not aim for the toilet? Why does their piss end up on the side and front of the toilet? Don't pee in the dark you lazy turd. Hold it, aim it so that I won't have to wipe your piss constantly. I still love him though. I just wish he would sit on the toilet to pee. Do I dare ask a man to do that?

Oh I wanted to mention that my 14 year old (Rachael) volunteered for a job at her school. It's working in the greenhouse for a little each day and they pay the kids minimum wage to do it. Isn't that just the coolest thing? So she'll have a little extra money to play with now. *yey*

Halloween is coming up. I am still not sure what we are going to do. My youngest, Mariah, is going to be a bunny. (cute) The hubby says the other 3 are too old to dress up. *shrug*

My mother and step dad are going to Houston to have his treatment for pancreatic cancer next week. They will be there for an estimated month. Hopefully things will work out well and I will be keeping those two in my prayers everyday.

OMG I almost forgot to mention, my poor cat...Star (the female black cat) was playing with a toy and all of a sudden she freaked out and ran down the hall and ran into a door. She fell over dead and then started to seizure. Foaming at the mouth and all of that. I thought that maybe she used one of her 9 lives, but she seemed fine later that night. We let her rest and she begun to eat and act normal again. I still have no idea why she freaked out. Poor baby.

Talk soon!
-Sarah