Today was a busy day. I'm not complaining, I'm stating fact. Lots of positive things happened....I got lunches packed and children to school on time. I met a friend to go walk around the interior of the mall. I always thought it an "old lady" activity, but the sidewalks are too icy, my asthma will go nutty in the 10 degree air and I'm too cheap for pay for a gym membership and bore myself to death on a treadmill.
I also washed, folded and put away 3 loads of laundry, baked and frosted cupcakes for my daughter's rescheduled Girl Scout Christmas party, scheduled an appointment to get my son's hand looked at (he has a wart), realized I have no clue what one wears to an ice skating lesson, so I called to get that information. I answered 3 emails that were not social in nature, did a sink full of dishes, started to make some sense of the post Christmas chaos that has taken over my house and remembered to eat lunch.
I picked up the kids from school....emptied backpacks and lunch boxes..started on homework then it was time for an appointment for me, which I was on time for. (Yippee for time management) I came home, got Sarah organized and dropped off with her cupcakes, Yankee Swap Gift, baby picture, dues and Girl Scout vest. I returned 7 books to the library on my way by, did homework with Griffin, helped him change into his Cub Scout uniform and off we went to visit a Boy Scout Troop. I was pretty proud of all I had accomplished..I mean, the house still looks like an F5 went through it, but the important things were done, we were on time to all activities and obligations, and we all had clean underwear in our drawers.
I pulled into the driveway tonight about 60 seconds after my friend, who very nicely brought Sarah home. As I walked up the stairs from the garage, both kids were chatting about what they had done that night and they looked at me and said, Mom, what do you do all day? The outdoor Christmas decorations are still on the floor. I know you brought them in last night so they could dry, but why didn't you put them away? You don't have a job, you are a stay at home mom.
Why did I almost not blog tonight? Aside from the fact I'm tired from my day and am not sure if I can string together coherent thoughts, I used up the rest of my energy jamming my hands in my pockets so I did not do any bodily harm to my wonderful children who ask very interesting questions at the most inopportune times. Please don't call me for a few days, either. It's going to take at least a week for my tongue to heal. I was biting it pretty hard there for a few minutes. However, I am proud of the fact I seem to be grasping the concept of time management. As to whether or not I have mastered it, check back in a few days.
Oh, I checked the calendar. I think I can stay home sometime in March, but I'm not sure......
I'm glad that your children have no idea how much work it is to be a well organized time-managed parent. That means they're still children. GOD knows how much work it is, and how hard you work. That's all that matters. Meanwhile, I think you're doing terrific!
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