Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Overwhelmed, that's what I am.
Random cute ice cream eating picture.
I'm having a terrible time balancing my life.
Honest to to goodness. I can't believe how crazed I feel.
School is naturally a top priority, so I sometimes feel if 1. School is done 2. There is a meal on the table some time around dinner then I am successful.
Seriously low expectations.
There just isn't enough time in the day.
The house is (as you saw recently) frequently *ahemalwaysahem* a mess. It's usually clean under the clutter.
But still. Crap everywhere.
Everyone's yards, as Henry kindly pointed out yesterday are "more beautifuller than our's Mommy." Yes, child, I know. It's a LARGE work in progress.
Any amount of outside work equals the house staying a mess.
We've been doing a lot of outside work as of late.
Then there are classes/appointments/activities for the boys. I can't keep them straight. Spencer and Oliver missed their science class yesterday because I forgot about it.
Good grief, I suck.
Why do I suck so badly at finding the time and energy to get it ALL done? I haven't touched my novel in WEEKS because it's just so low on the list.
One claim to fame here is that you can ALWAYS find clean clothes. You just may have to dig for them.
Overwhelmed.
I need a maid/nanny/live-in helper.
You know, a Susan, like in Anne of Ingleside. I need a Susan.
Anyone want to apply for the post? It doesn't pay, but I'll treat you real nice!
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4 comments:
I'll come be your Susan. We just need houses next door.
I'm sorry to hear you're feeling so overwhelmed lately. Trust me, we've all been there... it should pass. Doesn't help when the kids lay a guilt trip on you though - LOL.
Hugs!
xoxo
I'm always ever-so tempted by this job offer. <3
Sister...you have 5 children, under the age of 8. You are allowed to be overwhelmed. I leave all outside work to my husband.
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