Well, I finished everything on my list yesterday! Then I also made 3 lasagnas, went to the liquor store and washed all the floors in the downstairs. My house is officially clean. So clean, in fact, that I've locked the children out of their very own bedrooms. They are guest rooms until further notice.
I also learned yesterday afternoon that we're expecting three more people. Dave's cousin John and his two kids are coming for the festivities as well! Which means I'm cooking for 14 now. It also means Alex and Genoa will get to see their cousins again, cousins I was sure we'd almost never see now that we live out of California.
The good news is that my house is clean and I got everything ready early. The bad news is that I did. not. sleep. AT. ALL. last night. Since I'd already made up all the beds, my plan was to sleep on an air mattress with Genoa while Alex slept with Dave. I went to bed at around midnight and by 1:30, I was sleeping on the floor. The air had gone out of the mattress! I tossed and turned, too tired to do anything about it, until almost three when I realized I needed to actually SLEEP, not just lay there and sweat. So I took all the covers off our air mattress and threw them on top of the perfectly made (and steamed!) bed in Genoa's room, where I attempted to fall asleep.
CUE MOTHER NATURE.
By the time I was just nodding off, FINALLY, for the night, a huge rainstorm started. Lightning had been flashing all night (while I lay there in the dark I could see it) and the thunder was so constant, it became background noise. Anyway, when the rain started in that torrential downpour mode, Dave and I each bolted from our respective beds to close the windows upstairs.
When I was finally getting back to sleep for the eleventeenth time, the stupid fan started squeaking and I couldn't fall asleep until I stomped in and switched fans with Dave, since he'd been using the squeaky fan for weeks without it bothering him.
So yeah. THREE HOURS OF SLEEP! Fortunately, I'll be too busy today to even notice I'm tired.