WHERE DOES THE TIME GO?

It's been almost a week since I burned my hand.  I don't know where the time has gone.  I haven't been at home much.  Monday night was bridge (I was the hostess.)  I made tiramisu and fruity chicken salad.  Everyone had a good time and liked the dessert.  Tuesday Ed and I went to New Orleans and picked up Josh.  Wednesday night we all went to a birthday party in McComb--lightening was the star attraction.  Thursday night was Stampin' Club and Friday night Cookie and I didn't get home until about 8:00 pm from Jackson.  I went to pick my car up today in Brookhaven and ended up in Hattiesburg.  I got home in time to finish supper (Tommy fixed pulled pork).  The Cowarts and Strouds were here along with Josh.  Here it is Sunday again.  I blinked. The week is gone.  I have worked on my scrap room a little every day.  The UPS truck delivered some Pottery Barn boxes and I intend to install it tomorrow after church.  (Lindey, I got some of that beautiful AF but I'm not going to let it gather dust.)  I'm in a serious scrap mood but have to clean up the space first. I just keep collecting the "stuff". I'm ready for fall and a change of pace. I take that back---I'm ready for WINTER!!!   Have a blessed day, ya'll.