It's been quite the summer and school is just around the corner. I'd be lying if I said that I would miss having the kids at home. I think it will be good for them to be with friends and learning new things and have the structure that school hours provide. Both of the schools are in walking distance and I am actually looking forward to the cool, fall walks. I'm sure winter will be a tad different, but some chilly, snow filled walks will probably be lovely.
I feel like I am falling behind on all of my projects and all the things I want to do and all the things that I need to be doing to keep our home and our lives running smoothly... well, things rarely go smoothly, but at least they go. How does anyone else do this? I wonder what other people do to keep things up. I have the lists and try to get things going during the day so that I don't have to spend all night on dishes and laundry and emails and sweeping and all the other little tasks that come up for life. Even when I get a chance to sit at night, I am still working on something, whether it's on the computer or yarning or folding. It never ends. Is that just the way it is? Pecking away at things the best you can until the time comes when somehow everything shakes out? To be honest, there are times when days go by and I'm shocked because I realize I haven't had the time to wash my hair or shave my legs... Isn't that gross? Is this just the phase of having small ones at home? I tell myself that. That it won't always be like this. That I should enjoy at least having the excuse to be such a mess... (??!!). I really don't want to be a stinky dirty mess... I don't intend to be, really. Sometimes it just happens. It definitely is easier when my husband is home... and of course that is much more incentive to be clean and groomed than when he isn't here, obviously. Anyway. I guess it's always a trade off for something at this point in life...
And I just realized that I haven't fed and taken the dog out yet, poor, patient little furry buddy! See....
Must be off...
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