Ziggy in all his cone pathetic-ness sleeping in my dirty laundry. Please don't look at our craptastic 1970's floors!

My mom will hate it that I'm posting a picture of Ziggy instead of my kids here but if you see me on Facebook, you will have seen all my good pics recently.
Do you ever get the mean reds? Holly Golightly described them and they are a perfect explanation of the days where I feel anxious and I'm not sure what about. Today was one of those days. I felt alternately exhausted and anxious about the lack of "stuff" I was getting done. (By the way I did accomplish 4 episodes of Project Runway which is actually embarrassing but hey, when have I been afraid to embarrass myself?) I called my sweet mom and my sister (Happy Bday Bec) and they said they have those days to but my mom said she watched soaps instead of Project Runway and that just made me happy I live in the time of DVR. So on the docket for tomorrow...
1. Run 5 miles.
2. Clean all 3 bathrooms
3. Go to the post office
4. Line up some calls about MD appt for Savannah and Mutual activities.
5. Just thought I'd see if you are still reading. If I get this list done, and shower, and save Collin from his daring feats of attempted suicide/fun, and paint Caro's nails, and feed little people, and dress an American Girl every hour, and do Savannah's homework with her, drink a few Diet Pepsi's, and you know... Breathe. I will be super happy.