They're comin' to take me away aha!

You know, there are some days when I really doubt my sanity. I have a semi-full time job. Granted I work from home, but all the same, it's a job. We have just purchased a house and property in Kentucky. We are trying to get this house ready to put on the market. (F.Y.I. All you procrastinators out there! If you have one of those "roundtuit" lists . . . DO NOT - I REPEAT - DO NOT wait until you are ready to put your house on the market to start that list). We have boxes stacked all over the place in an attempt to "declutter" the house but nowhere to put the boxes of declutter! We have projects started or ready to start in nearly every room of the house. MWHITW and I are having uh - artistic differences about color choices and I really hate to disagree with him on anything because he has been working so hard trying to keep his business running, trying to get this house ready and suffering all the while from injuries he susatined in an auto accident nearly 10 months ago. Now I have committed myself to setting up a booth in a new craft/antique mall-type store. Am I crazy? Well, yes, that is partially the reason. But the major reason I have gotten myself into this last prediciment is because I was born without the "NO" gene. Be honest now! How many of you were born "NO" deficient? Now I'm not talking about the "mommy NO" gene. Once our children are born that little sucker kicks in and ususally doesn't calm down for about eighteen years. I'm talking about the plain old "NO" gene. The "now you have time to teach a Sunday school class, don't you?" or "we need a chairman for the PTA" or "I really want to do one of these booths, but I don't want to do it all by my little old self so YOU'LL split it with me, won't you?". You are thinking "NO!". Your mouth is forming the word "NO!". But because you are "NO" deficient, what comes out of your mouth is "why sure!". Who said that? Is there someone standing behind me? Static in the phone lines? Those darned Gremlins again? Nope! That "NO" deficiency done got me into a pickle once again! So . . . I have enlisted help in chosing colors (which is no small feat in itself because along with being "NO" deficient I am also extremely deficient in the gene which allows us to ask for help). I will get the booth set up when I get the booth set up. I WILL clear a path to the washing machine. I WILL finish one project before the weekend is over. I WILL survive! After all . . . I am WOMAN! W-O-M-A-N! Oh, and by the way, I WILL gladly accept a very fashionable white jacket with extra-extra long sleeves provided by those nice young men who have promised to give me a ride in their cute little custom van with the pretty flashing lights on top! They have told me about this wonderful vacation spot that has lovely padded walls. Must be one of those wall treatments like Vern Yip does on the decorating shows!