... of writing a synopsis. It's like pulling out my fingernails, I swear. I've eaten 8 chocolate chip cookies to get me through the ordeal. Tomorrow I'll have to make more cookies becuase they're for my son's school lunch. Uh oh. Speaking of my son, he's over at a friend's house. I'll pick him up at 4:30 and take him directly to his cousin's for a birthday party sleepover (his cousin's birthday) so I have hours and hours to myself! But I always end up missing him.

No so good news is that my car is in for service, to the tune of $400+ bucks. Crap.

Too bad the closet's already organized. I've scrubbed out the electric tea kettle (well water leaves scales on the inside). So I have little choice but to go back to the torture. How desperate am I? I am seriously looking around for something to clean or organize. Arghhh!