Stream-of-Consciousness Tuesday

I can't  believe my kid slept until 6:30 a.m. and is back to sleep long enough for me to have a second cup of coffee and breakfast of plain Greek yogurt, my homemade berry-thyme jam, honey and homemade granola and to plan out lunch because that's what I do- plan my next meal before I'm done eating the first one I love avocados and would seriously put them on anything except for pizza avocados don't belong on pizza unless it was grilled and placed on it afterward that might be good I really should be using this time to clean the kitchen that still has sticky jam stains on the table and collect the wine glasses and coffee cups all over our house but I kind of like them in a "Mad Men" kind of way although there are no ashtrays anywhere I really wish my check would come in the mail and that woman would call me back about tutoring her son so that I can pay my cellphone bill which is ridiculously expensive and I really should give up my iphone if we're trying to save but I just can't bring myself to do it it smells like Autumn outside maybe I'll bake some pumpkin bread today before Rich gets home, it's his favorite and make some turkey meatballs and spaghetti for dinner so that we can go to the park all together oh crap I have to confirm that doctor's appointment for Ellie on Thursday and apply for more freelance writing and tutoring jobs for September maybe I should do all the laundry and Ellie's blankets all over the house but it's so rare that she's sleeping I don't want to move or do anything other than think about how adorable she is and how we can take her apple picking this year which will be awesome because we love it and I have to figure out what her Halloween costume will be so that I can order it before they're all sold out I really need a new jacket for the fall but everything I own has spit-up stains on it and I'm afraid it's just a fate I'll have to accept for a while if we're having more children the idea of being pregnant again is enough to make me want to throw up whoever said that you forget all about the trials of pregnancy is lying is there really a show called, "The Bachelor Pad?" that was a terrible idea and yet, I find myself paying attention to the premise and not turning away I have been home too long perhaps I should re-read a classic to reinforce any ounce of intellectualism I have left after changing poopy diapers and talking in a voice 2 octaves higher than my own all day which I swore I would never do but kids for some reason like high pitched squealing from their mothers I think I'm going to cut off all of my hair this fall and dye it a darker color because, well, because I can and it's been a while since I've done anything to it I'm starting to feel like a frumpy Mom and it's getting harder and harder to maintain a decent appearance with butt cream under my fingernails how do Mom's do it I have to plant my seedlings in the garden for the fall harvest or we'll be screwed if I could ever find the time to do that that would be amazing maybe tonight before it gets dark oh crap she's waking up and I haven'y actually done anything I wanted to.......