Captain Jelly Belly slept for an hour and a half this morning, and I totally meant to have a nap, I swear. But time really seems to fly when he’s asleep.

Here’s what I did instead:

• talked to Sir Monkeypants about his plans for the day, and said goodbye to him
• called our lawyer to make an appointment to go in and sign our wills
• called ADT to get a quote for an alarm system for our new house (their customer service totally sucks, though, and I’m seriously rethinking hiring them)
• called my chiropractor to reschedule an appointment that conflicts with the Captain’s doctor’s appointment
• searched for a schedule of OLN’s upcoming programming, to try to figure out when The Lance Armstrong Chronicles is on, but their website sucks and I couldn’t figure it out
• tried to register for our 10-year university reunion, but it turns out it costs money, so I need to double check with to see if we really should register, or if we should just try to crash instead
• had a look at our epic “things to do before selling the house” list to see if there was anything I could knock off today
• checked all the websites I check every day (IMDB news, Fametracker, Tomato Nation, Dooce, Television Without Pity)
• read the LiveJournal posts of my buddies, and replied to some
• checked my mail
• looked at photos people had sent me of last week’s Mommy And Baby party, and integrated the new photos with our photos into one photo album
• showered, dressed, and dried my hair
• posted to LiveJournal

And now the Captain is awake. Go go go!