Have I Lost a Few Screws?

Sunday morning, Tim left early (5:30) for a wrecker call. I felt a cleaning spree was necessary. With Tim gone and both the girls at their grandparents, next door, I was free to CLEAN. Between the hours of 6 and 10 am, I swept my ceilings, mopped my walls, washed dishes, mopped the floor, washed and dried 3 loads of clothes, vacuumed the living room and the hall, scrubbed down my counters and finally cleaned the refrigerator from top to bottom. Oh, yeah, and txted happy bday to Scottie. That is not why I think I've lost my screws.

While cleaning out my fridge I discovered that I already had 3 cartons of orange juice before I bought 2 more gallons of orange juice.

Friday I bought washing detergent Friday and again on Saturday.

Maybe I was distracted by the pretty snow.

My fridge also turned 30 this year...

I bet my screws are loose because of these people...

While walking through Wal-Mart, twice, this weekend, MaryMargaret was talking nonstop about Edward Cullen and how he is cheating on her with Bella, Alyssa was telling me that I was supposed to buy her candy and not me, cause her momma told her she could have candy but KayeKaye couldn't, and Taylor was singing along with her Ipod to Bon Jovi. THE WHOLE TRIP IN WAL-MART FRIDAY AND SATURDAY this was going on.
Did I get the item that I was COMPLETELY out of? Nope. No dish washing liquid. I rummaged around under the sink and found a bottle of Palmolive that had just enough to wash dishes Sunday morning.