Our insurance guy finally came. He was here for less than five minutes. We spent longer on the phone trying to guide him to our apartment building. I tried to clean the boy's room, I did manage to get Thomas the train with real steam put away. Or at least hiding in my crock-pot.... the one place MAYBE Goldfish won't find Thomas. When he got home from daycare he wanted to play with Thomas. I told him Thomas went on vacation, he cried. However Thomas HAD to be put up because Goldfish wasn't playing with him; he was turning him on and leaving the room.

Today was spent running errands. I bought a bathroom scale. I think I got a good one this time. My last one (pre-flood) was horrid. It read E more than any other thing. Now I can gauge just how much weight I lost (or gained) (or shifted) working the past semester at "crazyschool". The boys also had their first well checkups since moving to the new state. So far we have only managed to see our CNP and not the MD Doctor. We waited for 2 hours in our little room. This was during a usual nap time. They both got fingers poked and Cheese got three shots. Poor little guy.

But it's bed time, diner is put away, dishes are clean and sink is shiny. Tomorrow is a new day and we will have a home blessing hour, and then I think we will go to the pool for an hour or two. I should have good afternoon nappers then!