The one where I'd rather be fishing.

It has rained the last two days. The weekend days. Hubby hates when that happens.

It was free fishing weekend too, where we were able to take the kiddos out fishing and didn't need a license to do so. I'm not a big fisher person, neither is Rob. But it was something to do for free and for fun. Bummer, on the rain.

As I sit typing this, my floor is covered with scrapbook paper kits. I'm deciding.

Do I want to take on the beast of making the LONG over due scrapbooks for my children's year 3,4,5 and 6 for Butter and 2,3,4 for Roo?

That would mean I must clean this...

Go through and organize these...There is no laundry to do, did it Friday and yesterday. Don't need to vacuum yet, did that Friday too. Colored my hair, bathed the dog, made cookies...yeah, so here I sit staring at the floor and thinking I got some time, then I look back at the screen and think "No, I really do not want to tackle that beast."

Why couldn't the sun come out, I'd rather be fishing. And that's saying a lot since I hate fish, worms, lake water...worrying about my kids falling in or getting hooked or the tantrum that could happen if a Barbie or Cars rod got lost in the water. Yeah, looking at my floor right now; I'd rather be fishing.