The boys' camp bus driver said to me this morning at pick-up, "You certainly have a lot going on."

She has no idea.

The FedEx driver seemed relieved to hand me his delivery directly at the curb rather than negotiate his way to our front porch ... as they moved our driveway this morning.

Ella weighed in 3 1/2 oz. over Thursday's weight.

I picked up cash for the camp counselors' tips at the bank.

I called the painter with our color selections.

I reminded the contractors to hook up my old w/d.

I got the tile place to deliver our 2,000 lbs. of bathroom stuff tomorrow morning instead of Thursday to accommodate the tile guy's schedule ... and save our contractor making three round trips over there in his pickup.

I made an appointment for Ella with another specialist at CHOP, a hematologist, in October ... "No rush," they told me. Her white blood cell count has been chronically low across her numerous blood tests, so they suspect neutropenia. Just convinces me all the more that nursing her is the better option.

Got on Home Depot's case about the problems with our kitchen cabinets.

Berated my interior decorator for passing off a catalog of architectural mouldings from a company that hasn't supplied residential products in more than three years. Their sales rep. told me over the phone, "Oh, sweetheart, please throw that catalog away!" At what point do I dump my decorator for malpractice?

Tried to find out from Terry at H&H Appliance when our stove will be delivered.

Didn't hear from the countertop guy at Home Depot about making our template.

Took care of an unpaid claim from Kenny's ER visit in June with the insurance company.

And still had time to sit outside in the cool of the evening for half an hour or so. Life is good.