Nope, I am not talking about Madonna's "Blonde Ambition Tour"...I am talking about my own. I am not sure what has happened to me. But, something has gone off in my head like an alarm system saying:
"Warning, warning...you have less than 2 weeks to get every project that you ever needed to get done in your entire life before you leave because you will be gone for 3 weeks and when you come back, you will have another addition to the family"
So, yesterday...I thought I was Wonderwoman, and took one of the chairs from upstairs to downstairs and threw it into the garage. It needed to be done for a long time now. I took out the Queen sized mattresses from the playroom that we had stored there because we had nowhere else to put them. So, I proceeded to yank them out of there and put them in our room so that I could take them to the attic. (They are still in our bedroom). We made our plane reservations and I made a list that was longer than the pad of paper that I had. Around 2:00 am, I finally went to sleep.
Today, I woke up thinking I was Hercules. Our 5 1/2 year old had a play date and Baby M took a nap and Mommy started back on her Blonde Ambition Tour. We have needed to throw out the couch in the living area now for months. So, I decided today was the day. I picked that big ton of mass and headed out the door. Oh...I would have made it too... there was one small problem....it got stuck. I pushed it from inside the door, went around the front of the house and pulled and tugged at it like a rabid animal. No movement. Then, my neighbor came down the street.
"I know I don't see you doing that!!!"
I yelled back with a big grin on my face "Your right, it isn't me, someone else has taken over my body, pretend you don't see me!!!"
She said "Caroline...when did your doctor say you could start lifting again after your surgery?"
I said "6 weeks...and it is now 8 weeks and I am a woman on a mission and nobody wants to mess with a woman on a mission".
So....there you have it....goodness knows what tomorrow will bring. By the way, I did get the couch out. It had to sit it like that in the doorway for 3 hours until my husband came home. I saw him drive up and his face was priceless. His jaw dropped and then he started laughing and shaking his head. This blonde ambition tour is far from over folks!! ;)