Lots of lists......collecting dust.

To begin, I seem to be missing the sympathetic gene. Guess you can't buy one? As in hubby is sick with a sinus infection and I'm just not being very understanding. WIth his stomach issues and all he's been feeling ick since January and I just find it a bit draining, especially now with him being "actually" sick on top of it. Yes, sinus infections are a PITA. I've had umpteen of them. (Is that a legit word?) Yes, eyes full of junk aren't fun. Mine swell up with allergies all the time, whatever. See? The girls are going to get hurt and I'll be the one, not their father, to say "eh, walk it off." "But it's broken!!" Eh, here's a popsicle stick and some tape. Sigh. Not good!

While nothing is set in stone and I have to "finally" decide / accept a few things, the plan as it stands is that the girls will be going to school next month. Yup - 15 month olds in school (well 16-17 by then) It cuts down on their driving and they get some little kiddo interaction. This ushered in my latest list making craze.

• Budgeting list as the school isn't free (duh) so have to make sure after all the money in, money out, we're still in the green. Also working on retirement planning - fun.



• Lists of all the EOB / allowed charges and corresponding medical bills. Yup, I'm that type - hey I don't want to be double-charged. Last year it took having twins to max out our deductible. Hubby's managed to do it all by himself this year.


• List of what all the girls need for school (huh??)



• List of what needs to be done around the house



• List of upcoming birthday party presents to be bought



• You get the picture - I'll stop with the pretty dots......... I'd add grocery list, but like we're even going to get to the store anytime soon.
  

The problem is besides making up the lists, I've managed to do nothing with them. They're sitting on the desk, with all the school paperwork, my latest unread magazine, and by this point, probably some dust bunnies. By the time the girls are in bed, I'm tired. I want to sit and do nothing that actually requires a functioning brain cell, so we play on facebook naturally. Last night I was going to, but oh look, All-star game. Tonight, nope, hanging out with a friend. Thursday - way too far in advance!! (Yes I know that's tomorrow

I've never really complained to hubby about what I do, but lately, and for the first time, it's starting to creep up on me. Except for three bills that hubby takes care of, I do anything involved with money, paperwork, filing, receipts and HSA spending, taxes........... It's not that I don't trust him and I do, but I just like having the personal knowledge things are getting done and on time. (okay to be fair, his memory, yikes.........) It's my own decision to do so, but sometimes I wish he'd at least acknowledge that it does take up free time -aka something that's not exactly in abundance around here. Is this making any sense? Probably not.

Off to my Lamb Chopper! (Now I'm really not making sense - call it a super-yummy sheep's milk cheese) Tasty, tasty. Who says wine and cheese isn't a good dinner? Bleh......