Busy Beaver

My attitude change Saturday night seriously shaped my Sunday.  I am pretty sure I did more stuff Sunday than I did in the last month combined.  I don't know what the deal was, if it was because it was the last weekend before Christmas (and therefore the last weekend before my in-laws came and I had surgery) but it was a crazy successful day.

I have done this in the past, but I decided Saturday night that I didn't want to have to cook at all this coming week, but I did want us to eat healthy, homemade foods.  That meant I needed to prepare all of our dinners for this week on Sunday.  Since we have plans for Thursday on, I needed to make 4 dinners.

So here is how the day went:

6:45  Get up

7:45  Breakfast with my dad and Jeffrey

9:00  Church.  The musical group my mom is in was doing their Christmas program.  They did such a good job.  They even went to the Oregon State Penitentiary Sunday night and sang for some inmates.  That gave me a great opportunity to tell people my mom was going to jail.

11:00  Finished our Christmas Shopping

11:30  Gym.  Ran 3 miles.  Since I haven't worked out in a while, this was much harder than it should have been.

12:30  Lunch

1:30  Grocery Store

2:00  Cleaned the entire house.  Dust, vacuumed, mopped, gave the dog a bath, cleaned the bathroom, laundry, and cleaned our bedroom.

3:30  Ran some errands

4:30  Phil calls his parents, I started cooking.  I prepped a healthy chicken and rice casserole in the crock pot (which wasn't good, we got a pizza), a healthy pizza casserole, my wonderful shepards pie, turkey breast sloppy joes, and healthy biscuits.

7:00  Eat dinner.  Since Phil and I were watching The Next Iron Chef, I told him dinner was a ground turkey breast served in a Manwich reduction.  He totally went with it.

8:00  Finish and fold laundry

9:00  Talk to my mom.  She wasn't shanked while in jail. 

The most successful day I have had at home in a while.  It might have been smart to spend the day relaxing, but I think I have a week of lying around ahead of me.  I am not going to lie, it felt super duper superb to be so productive.

Woohoo!

Ok... done bragging.