Lists upon lists

The weekend I cleaned, cooked, baked, washed laundry, hosted a small gathering, completed 12 hours of notes for White Christmas as well as six fittings, cleaned some more, spent a few hours reprieve with friends and Ross newest home-brew and still found time at 11 o'clock at night to drive half an hour north to Anoka to organize the cotsumes for tomorrow's publicity photos.  It is now after 1 AM and I still need to gather my stuff for tomorrow, shower and hopefully fall asleep.  Somewhere in this weekend we supposedly gained an hour.  I seem to have misplaced it.

Some may call me Superwoman.  I call myself dog tired.