I'm cleaning today. My main goal is to uncover the guest bedroom bed, it is a catch all for everything I don't want to deal with. I just went through all the Paris stuff. I saved a couple bags from patisseries if they had neat pics on them. In one the bag their were still some crumbs from baguette we ate 2 months ago. The thing is the bag still smelled wonderful.

Which brings me to my obsession with folders. I have a folder for every major thing in my life.
I have a folder that contains all my achievements in grade school, one for JR. High, and one for High School. My college folder is more appropriately labeled Financial Aide. This folder will be a constant reminder as to why we already started saving for our unconceived child's education.
I have one on my first "real job" search. I have a folder labeled after the company of my first real job. I have one for our house buying experience, it contains fliers on every house we looked at. I have a folder labeled "Great Adventure # 1", this contains all the information on our wedding and honeymoon. I have another with all the info for our Reception here in Austin. I have a very large folder containing fabric and paint swatches, quotes, and notes about our house remodel. I now have one labeled Fertility Crap. It's funny how the most stressful and joyful moments are neatly filed in my bright red filing cabinets in the guest room.

I ran my favorite hill run near my house. Which involves the length of Rain Creek. I ran it the opposite direction of Motive. I felt a little sluggish but overall it was a good run. It's not really raining out. It's an icky drizzlinh humid day. It's not 105, though, and for that I am greatfull.

I made another batch of jam this morning. It has to sit overnight before I can it.

Now I'm going to clean house. it's been weeks, and we're having Kate over for dinner tomorrow. I don't want her to think we like ahving cat hair on everything.

Holly