She had made yet another wise shopping decision

I don't talk about my job much on here but man, I am really ready for the year to be over. For those who don't know what I do, I'm a reading tutor at an elementary school and on Wednesdays I work solely with a child who has Down's syndrome. I only work 3.5 days a week so don't feel too sorry for me, yet. Since the last week in April I have not been tutoring because of state testing. Instead, I sit in a room with the other tutors and babysit kids who aren't able to take the state tests. HOLY MOLY this is boring! We have little jobs to do but they involve things like colouring, pasting, cutting and folding. I feel like I'm in kindergarten. Karen said she would love to be paid to colour but I'm telling you, five hours of colouring is more than most adults can bear. Today I was entering data into the computer. I now have a special place in my heart for people who sit at a desk and enter data into a computer all day. After and hour was ready to jump out a window and run into traffic. There are periods where we get talking about The Amazing Race or Survivor and I think, "This isn't so bad." Then we run out of things to talk about and I go back to typing in silence. Today I was so tired, after I finished work at 2, I seriously considered going to my car, curling up in the back and sleeping for the hour before the kids got out. I had to call Kristin on the way home just so I could talk to someone and stay awake. I'm wondering if my new running schedule is catching up with me or if I'm just a big ol' puss.

I was thinking the other day about washing the bed sheets and then I remembered that involved a lot of work. It got me thinking about how often I wash our sheets and while I'm not going to admit it here, I'd like to have others admit it. So how often do you wash sheets? I want to know if I'm normal or some sort of dirty freak.

Updates:
The anniversary was great. Ryan and I ate some very delicious steak and then went shopping at the new Rack. Sadly nothing was found for either of us. We had planned to go to the midnight showing of Wolverine but both of us fell asleep at eleven. Kind of like our wedding night. The next day we went to the morning showing and then I made Ryan take me to Nordstrom. Long story short, Ryan kindly bought me the jeans I've been coveting for over a year. I told him he just made up for my mom not buying me Jordache jeans when I was 9.

My bacne is gone! Ryan hates it when I talk about this on the blog, "it's gross!" but it's my blog. I've been taking my medicine for a few months and the bacne seems to have cleared up. Just in time for Seven Peaks season. Oh and the laser hair removal seems to be going well also. I'd still recommend it but I'm hoping my last few touch-up sessions will get rid of it all.

I've been searching for the perfect garbage can for the kitchen. At our old house, our pantry was large enough to accommodate a garbage can but in this house it has to be out in the open. I wanted something that looked nice but also fit in the spot I had in mind. I bought a couple but the opening would hit the lip of the island counter-top. Ryan found this one at Costco and took me over to see if it was worthy, which it was. The best part is, it's touchless! I just put my hand out and it magically opens to receive my garbage. It's so awesome, I've made a video of it for you to watch. Also for those who are wondering, I'm waiting until I get my kitchen chairs (which are on back order) before I post pictures or mind-blowing multimedia presentation of the house.

Garbage from Shea Van Fleet on Vimeo.

*Doesn't the garbage can kind of remind you of the game Mr. Mouth?