So an hour has passed and instead of focusing on the jobs section of the news paper I have had coffee, breakfast, blogged for Tommy, got Amy's milk, Amy told me that she had to poop so we ran to the bathroom and dropped her diaper only to realize that she had already had a wet messy one, cleaned mess, took overflowing diaper pail to trash can, walked dog, policed yard, and took the kitchen garbage to the can.
Now I am back downstairs am trying to get to that jobs section.
