Confession is good for the soul (and the laundry)

Perhaps, like my darling BFF, you noticed that the Gold Stars for Grown-Ups counter was stuck on 6 stars for about 2 months. I ran out of the sheets where i kept track of stars. See how forlorn the pad looks hanging there at the bathroom door all naked and alone? I ran out of the sheets the same week my grandma died and then there was work and the play and, well, stuff. I had the new tablet, i just kept putting off setting it up. And without the system in place to reward myself, i started slacking off. When the sheet is hanging there with quiet recrimination - Have you mopped the kitchen yet? Have you? Have You? HAVE YOU? - i remember to do things, but without it, not so much. Two weeks ago, i set up the new system, tweaked things a bit, and set new goals. Then i promptly left the continent for 10 days. Way to plan, Nikster! Anyhoo, i am once again exposing my lameness to create accountability for myself. This weekend i am back on track, people! I will be uploading Hawaii photos, writing a post about the play for my cousin, cleaning my closet and doing laundry. Perhaps i will even do something about the check engine light that has been on for a month. Wish me luck (and stars).