The kids were bouncing off the walls today.  It was a mad house.  I couldn't take it anymore, so I sent them outside.  There was fresh snow on the ground for them to play with.  They wouldn't care if it was 23 degrees outside.  (yikes, that's cold)  I borded up the kitchen doorway to keep Baby B from heading up the stairs and then sat down in front of the computer.  I would make a blog post.  Yes, I would.  As I sat twiddling my thumbs waiting for HSB to load, there was a rap tap tap on my door.  Odd... who would be at my house?  One of the kids must have disobeyed and ran out of the yard.  (shocker, yes, but not unheard of ).  Nope, my well behaved kids were still in the back.  It was a stranger.  As I am peeking out of the window, he is showing me some papers he is holding.  Like I know what those papers are for, guy.  So, not wanting to look like a paranoid crazy lady, I opened the door.  I stuck my head out the door and kept one leg behind the door hoping my one leg would be stronger than the guy standing before me.  Ah, just a salesman.  He wanted to sell me Direct TV.  He promised to save me a whole $5 a month.  But that was after I paid all the upfront costs that he neglected to tell me about.  The only thing he could offer me was 35 more channels.  He asked what channels I watched.  "I don't watch much TV.  (Besides the two little kids staring at you like you are from mars,) I have two more kids out back."  Direct TV Guy, "Yeah, I noticed I didn't hear the tv on in the background."  Me, "Yeah, even if I had it on, I wouldn't be able to hear it."  Direct TV Guy, " Heh Heh.  No I guess not.  Well, I'll let you get back to all your kids." 

As I am closing the door, I look down and notice what I am wearing.  Oh my!  The one day I decide not to put on my jeans!  I had on my black sweats with tiny holes and a navy blue sweatshirt full of Baby B's lunch.  Iy, iy, iy.  Oh, and my hair!  I never took a shower today! 

What fun it must be to be a door to door salesman and see everyone looking their worst!