To deal with my tragic (and somewhat self-imposed) utter lack of time, I wrote down my 'ambitious' summer to-do list. And in my procrastination time, I doodled it out. I did this several times. I could explain why, but you might conclude that I am a loon with OCD tendencies, so I think I'd rather not.
Now that we are well into the month of July, it would seem perfectly sensical to question the progress I have made thus far on the list. And up until this week, I would have merely changed the subject if asked. However, something happened on Monday that sealed the fate of my list forever: I stood up very suddenly from the couch with an air of triumph (I was home alone), and I accomplished number three...
#3. Organize the office.While this particular 'to-do' is theoretically the least difficult of the ten, it took hours and hours of tedious work in the midnight hours to accomplish. I knew it would be a difficult task, which is why it took a whole month of avoidance and denial before I finally worked up the nerve to trudge upstairs and into the gates of the wasteland. But now that I have knocked number three out of the water (Is that even a real saying? How does one 'knock something out of water?'), I am trucking forth with momentum. My list is in the midst of being tackled. Hoorah!
However, before I make a move to check the next item (in no particular order, of course), I will nap. The forecast says it will be 95°F today (20° too hot for my tastes), and I want to be well rested for my date tonight with my man and our barbecue. I have baked my beloved homemade burger buns in preparation, but some have already fallen prey to my ferocious appetite.
As for 'the choice of epic proportions,' I indeed opted to bake both desserts, but events were so hurried (and dark) that I forgot to take pictures. This dilemma calls for an immediate re-creation of the scene, so I will be busy tonight (if I'm not napping) with oven duties once the outdoor temperatures have fallen to suitable baking levels.