I reckon it's been over a month since I posted anything new. I'm not quite sure I believe that...but it is what the site says. I can't even think of what I've been doing. I have been in a constant struggle all month with doing too much and not getting enough done. I reckon everyone has been there a time or two and can relate with my frustration.
Let's start with what I have been neglecting (that way we can end on the things I have been attending to and maybe I'll feel better): The past month I have had trouble finding time for the gym, my emails, the house, the laundry, the roll of toilet paper the dog got a hold of and shredded about the floor, lunch dates with my friends, my nails, the mail (finally checked it today-overflowing of course), and probably many many other things that I have completely forgotten about.
So, what have I been doing? Reading Goodnight Moon a few dozen times, drawing Mickey Mouse several times a day, watching Madagascar with Big B and Blues Clues with Little N, going to work, pulling everything out of my closet every morning because nothing fits, watching the Harry Potter's with my sweet hubby, finding group health insurance for the shop, attending PTF meetings, baking and making cards for class parties, making crafts for the boys to help them get in the Thanksgiving mood, losing sleep over what I didn't get done at work, browsing black friday ads online, falling asleep in Big B's bed when I'm supposed to be putting him down for a nap, waking up a few times a night with Little N who must have just started having nightmares, and I could go on and on.
Please let me be clear, I am not complaining and I do not think I am busier than anyone else. If anything I am baffled how other women seem to get it all done. The list of things I've been doing has some things I wouldn't want to be missing for the world. And a few things I could pass on. Just like my list of things I'm not doing. I would feel more at ease if the house was in order, or if I could make it to the gym, or spend some more time with my friends.
I reckon the point of this post is to let you know that while I was sitting on the couch folding laundry during nap time today-I was actually happy to see the house in such a mess because I know that meant we had played hard today. And I spent time with my kids that will hopefully mean more to them than a spotless house will when they get older. This is new for me. I have always stressed about the house and beat myself up when it wasn't up the my standards. I'm not saying I'll feel this way tomorrow or next week. And you will probably see more posts from me fretting about the sad state of my dirty house.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I reckon I have a date to build a lego castle with a 2 year old who couldn't care less about the toilet paper that is still all over the floor.
