1. Washed and put away every stitch of dirty clothing in the house.
2. Paid all the bills.
3. Balanced the checkbook.
4. Made out a menu for the next two weeks.
5. Wrote out my grocery list.
6. Walked/Jogged on my treadmill.
7. Talked to my sister.
8. Played two games of Scrabble with my girls.
9. Sort of helped my son make potato candy. It didn't turn out right--but it tasted good.
10. Assisted my daughter in making french toast for breakfast this morning.
11. Took K's car back to get the rest of the work done and get the ball rolling on buying it.
12. Read my book while sipping iced tea with lemon and eating a moon pie.
13. CALLED AN AMBULANCE for my husband who had a terrible reaction after a wasp sting!!! Talk about scary--he's never had a reaction like that before, but since his grand-daddy died from multiple wasp stings, I wasn't about to take any chances--not that he was able at the time to help me make the decision to call 911. He was stung dead center in the back of the neck by a red wasp. Very soon afterwards he tried to knock on the window to get my attention and fell to the ground (deck). I went out and could tell we were in some kind of big trouble. He couldn't talk or focus his eyes on me, and his mouth was hanging open, and he acted like he might pass out at any moment. I immediately got the phone to call 911 ( I already knew he had been stung because he yelled when it happened). He was able to talk within a couple of minutes and said, "My right arm hurts." It was very red and very swollen--and shaky. By the time the ambulance came he was able to be up and was nearly back to normal except for his swollen, red, and shaky arm and hand. He didn't go to the hospital--I gave him ben*adryl and he called his flight doctor (we're military)--who happens to also be a friend from church--and he said to take ben*adryl every six hours and come in in the morning. I will say that he scared me to death--my voice was shaking so bad when I called 911-and I just kept thinking about his grand-daddy--I was scared for a minute that he was going to die. I don't want to ever have that feeling again. He said he was thinking the same thing as me. He was pretty shook up. To top it all off, our oldest daughter was stung on top of the head twice while trying to help me with her daddy. She's fine other than a bad headache.
14. Went to the store to buy more ben*adryl!!!

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