I woke up at 4 a.m. to Charlie yelling for milk ("Haha, NO, GO BACK TO SLEEP," is how that response went) and couldn't get back to sleep, so I got up at 5 a.m. and did some Level 3 shredding.
Then I picked up random out-of-place things and dusted. I made breakfast and packed lunch for A. I brought in a wheelbarrow-load of wood from the shed. I vacuumed the downstairs and the stairs. I did two extra-large loads of laundry. I did some dishes. I started dinner. I swept the kitchen floor. I mopped the wood floors in the living room. I fed children, dressed them to go outside, undressed them when they came in, entertained a baby who refused to take a morning nap, drove with all three kids to the gas station, the bank, and the library . . .
And then I put in a video for the children, provided them all with one whole raw carrot, and retired to the dining room to mess around on the computer and drink some gin.
So that's where I am now. Happy Friday! How are you celebrating?