Oopsy...the long catch-up

So being a mom means filling your days with a lot of "stuff" and I've been meaning to write, but it's like making a wish in one hand and you know the rest of that saying.

In a fast-forward clip-like fashion here we go:
Called to list house. Yay!
Trying to find the right time to meet with client and not bring baby with
Decide I don't care.
Pull comps.
Jon comes home early.
Meet clients.
Find out half of the job is to show up.
Found out the other half is to have an awesome sticker on the back of your car.
Got the listing.
Mommy is happy.
Baby doesn't show same enthusiasm.
Marketing gets done between feedings, burps and gooey diapers.
Get a call from old co-worker about another co-worker looking for an agent.
Call is made.
Appointment is set.
Starting to wonder about balancing Mommyhood and Real Estate
Go full steam ahead.
Appointment is cancelled.
Appointment is rescheduled.
Apointment is cancelled.
Wondering if I will ever get a contract.
Appointment is rescheduled.
Yay! Another contract.
Go to high school graduation party.
Jon brewed 10 gallons of beer.
Watched the hs girls and thought of easier times.
Beer is gone in 2.5 hours.
I am a nice shade of red.
Order another sign.
Wrong sign gets made.
Get an email from Texas.
They want to buy a house.
Perfect. I know of a lot of houses.
She wants to meet the morning of my next listing.
Oh boy... or girl?
I wonder why it's always oh boy!
Really consider calling a babysitter.
Spent most of the night tossing and turning over it.
Decide it's too last minute, we have to go in an hour.
3 hours later and another light sunburn.
Yay! Another contract.
Pick up the right sign.
Not amused about lugging growing baby around for these errands.
Marketing is done.
Hoping to sell these houses quickly.
Crying baby in the back of the car.
Get pulled over.
Get out of the ticket because cop was at graduation party and liked the beer.
Whew.
Down to the garden.
Things are growing.
Pack for a staycation in Boulder.
First time away with the baby.
Wake up early with baby.
Drive to Boulder.
Farmer's market is cool, but we don't have a cooler.
No fresh produce for us.
Cool street festival.
Lunch out with friends.
Their kid likes to throw food.
I laugh.
I also wonder why I'm not horrified.
Check in at hotel.
Wonder about bed bugs or cooties in the baby play yard
Decide I'm too exhausted to care.
Sorry baby.
Dinner out.
Massive hail storm in.
No damage to car.
Whew.
Check out.
Breakfast at nice spot.
Crying baby killing the mood.
Momma gets new running shoes.
Change into Hawaiian attire.
Wedding at Garden of the Gods.
Beautiful.
F-ing hot.
Another light shade of red.
Feel bad for my own skin.
Stop at Sonic.
Reception at someone's house.
Great BBQ.
Memorialized by spending time in my garden.
Hoping I've reversed the killing curse.
Hang out with baby.
Run.
Remembered it's now Tuesday and running club that night.
Not going to run twice in one day.
Clean.
Wondered when the last time we vacuumed was.
Couldn't come up with a date...or a month.
Cousin Ben comes to town.
Hang out in the morning, lunch out in the afternoon.
Meet with Kelley.
Drop Anna off.
Yay! Adult time.
Feels so good I don't want to go home.
Pick up Anna anyways.
Run at 6 am.
Anna is crying every time I stop to walk.
Not amused, but she's a good coach.
Go to the garden.
Jon takes Anna.
They have a date out at Babies R Us and the park.
Go to a cookout.
It rained.
Baby was good for the most part.
She makes friends everywhere she goes.
Have no plans for today so who knows.