I find that at the end of the day, I feel like I was very busy, but got nothing done. As I was scrubbing lipstick off a dalmatian, I finally realized, it wasn't the things on the to do list that is the problem. It's all the things I did that weren't on the to do list.
Maybe I should write an I Did list, but it could be potentially embarrassing with entries like
*Fished toothbrush out of toilet & sanitized
or
*Investigated where that stinky smell was coming from.
Somehow, it's always a little more tidy to see
*Laundry
*Post Office
*Bake Cake
That's not my real life. I'm OK with that. I know that when the kids are up and grown, I'll reflect on these crazy moments as the good old days. I love living the good old days!
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