I am so not this organized.

As Charlie Brown says, “good grief.”

Three hundred plus boxes, movers, hotels, a kid with the chicken pox and I can’t find my high heeled boots. Just great.

I feel like this..Auugh silver heels

So uncivil.

Finally have most of my office set up with the exception of the most important part — the wall color. So many decisions.

Nevertheless, I have dedicated this weekend to getting back to work. Marlene is my inspiration. If she can sing to and %*#@ the troops without her Frette sheets I can certainly get back to blogging without having my new office painted.

Toodles.