Piles and Piles

I am sitting here at my desk, the sounds of Caelan napping are floating through the monitor. The Backyardigans are entertaining Brenna is the other room.

My desk has 3 distinct piles of things that need to be done.

The rest of the desk is covered in things that should be added to these piles. Or they may actually need to become more piles.

I have three gifts to wrap, one entirely inappropriate birthday card to send and 12 more baby shower invites to fill out, address and send.

I want to sleep.