Do you ever feel like the thought of all the work needing to be done is almost as exhausting as the work itself? Ugh. That's how I feel right now. I am feeling completely unmotivated. We're going to the pool later with my sister and her kids and I'm just kind of sitting here waiting for that, singing songs to myself like "Winter Wonderland" and "Baby It's Cold Outside" in an effort to keep cool. I figure the heaps and heaps of laundry and dishes can wait until tomorrow when it's forecast to be 85 degrees instead of 100. Actually, I should really just do the dishes... they tend to start stinking if I leave them for more than three weeks. KIDDING!!! KIDDING!!! They are just from breakfast!!
Anyway, my garden is dead. I don't know what happened, but it's all wilty and turning bad shades of brown and yellow. I'm tremendously depressed by this. And if it weren't bad enough that my own garden is dying, I NEVER remember to go to the Farmers Market during the week so I end up buying fruits and veggies at the grocery store, and I always come home with fruitflies and it's gross. You should have seen the fruit flies at the store today swarming around the peaches area. And there weren't even any peaches there because they were moving them to a different spot! They stupid buggers were just warming around empty crates! Blech.
Yesterday we went swimming with my sister and her kidders and it was pretty fun. Anja was okay with it by the time it was time to leave, though she was a little reluctant at the beginning. I think her favorite part was sitting on the towel in the shade passing out cheerios to all her cousins. Today I will be leaving Greta at my mom's house. We've got a heat advisory out on us and I think it's smarter to just leave her to play with her Ooma in the air conditioning.
And speaking of air conditioning, we WERE going to tough out the whole summer, but we've already broken and turned on the A/C. Oh well, with a tiny baby, I say "better safe than frugal!"
I HATE FRUIT FLIES.
Both girls were asleep a little bit ago but I am hearing some suspicious noises through the monitor now, so I think I'll go take a peek through the door. I'm really glad that Greta is sleeping in her crib now because it makes me much less nervous knowing that Anja can't crawl into her bed and sit on her. Anja just likes to sit on laps... she doesn't realize that Greta doesn't have much of a lap yet, so she just tries to sit on her head instead.
Martin has a vacation day on Friday, which is something to look forward to! Maybe we will do some more of this: The last few times we've gone up to the river we've taken Martin's air rifle with us. I hit the bullseye consistently, and shot the coke can off the top of the stake.
Greta is most definitely awake.