I am using this blog as my to-do list. I will come back and cross stuff out as I go, so you can be nervous with me. "Oh my GOD she's never gonna get to Sharking the floors and people will be there in 45 minutes!"
June's blog. Come for the recipes. Stay for the pre-party stress.
Okay, here's what I have to do today and I haven't started yet because Ned. He distracts.
(A) Put away the seven hundred million things on the bathroom counter because we don't have a medicine cabinet yet because even though I found a cute one at Target, every time I go to buy it, Ned says, "We still haven't looked for an old one at Habitat for Humanity" and here it is seven weeks later and no medicine cabinet.
(V) Find my gray skirt, which I also couldn't find on my first date with Ned. Where does that thing GO?(Very, very last place I looked. Now everything else is clean except that damn skirt.)
(A) Get ice, another appetizer, fireplace logs. (Ned also came back with a fire pit. Is now obsessing over construction of said fire pit. Am trying not to cockpunch Ned for adding to our list when SHIT NEEDS DOING.)
(Ai) Sweep floors.
(b) Shark floors.
(b) Put away the goddamn laundry, which I have so nicely laid out on the bed. (That was redonk. And yet I never have anything to wear. Also, when I was done, Ned said, "There's more laundry in the dryer that's yours." And that is when I shot myself clean in the head.)
(a) Put up decorations (I found musical note confetti to lay out on the table. I know! Classy.)
(2) Set up music (made a playlist, all characters from songs. I did finally get the list ungray, no thanks to AppleCare.)
(2) Take dogs to daycare. They are having a sleepover. Because they are rotten animals who'd ruin any party. Who raised them?
(I also just knocked on the neighbor's door and warned them we're having a party. He said, "Are you the one with the dog who barks?" Oh, god.)
(A) nfb ntg nn
Iris wrote that. Yes, I need to remember to nfb ntg nn. She climbed on the keyboard so she could eat the rest of my cake. I went for coffee with my coworker Molly last night, and I had cake for dinner.
Okay, I think that's all for my dumb list. I'll be back to cross things out, so come back later and refresh your page.
P.S. I forgot "Get dressed and make self look pretty, aka go back to 1990." Oy.