Another day

Well after a day of doing nothing even though I meant to do something I have to stop and ask what did I get accomplished today?? hmmm...I got my daughter dressed, no wait, my hubby did that...ummm I fed the goats, dogs, cats, rabbits and watered everyone. Went to MOPS (mothers of pre-schoolers) and hung out with "the girls" all morning; then again...I held babies that weren't mine all morning. Came home and made lunch for my hubby and vaguely got some resemblence of a kitchen back from the dishes and dirt, which took till 2:30. Then of course I had to check my internet stuff, darn addicting thing. Then went to town and had an early dinner with my truck-driving uncle who happened to be passing through. Then to the library before it closed to check out the all important books that I don't have time to read anymore (there was a time in my life I did and I haven't gotten used to the fact that I don't now). Then home. Put my daughter to bed, again with my hubby's help. Then do some more "work" on the internet. Then refeed and water the animals...the final answer...I've done absolutely NOTHING today. AAAAAAAAHHHHHH. My husband wonders why I don't feel like I get anything done; I don't. *sigh* maybe tommorrow will be better. My goats stand outside and beller at me "come play, come play" and I look at them and wish I could. Anyone know any tricks for teaching a stubborn spoiled (beautiful, wonderful, adorable, charming) little girl that it's okay to play in the dirt, not just in the house??