Quote of the Day: "Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most." -Mark Twain
Do you ever have that feeling that you're holding everything together with a tiny bit of string and you're managing but barely and then along comes a huge tidal wave and you're left drenched and confused and holding a tiny bit of wet string and everything you were holding together with that tiny bit of string is in complete chaos?
*raises a drenched hand holding a tiny bit of wet string*
I think I never completely got back on track after the insanity of Halloween costume making (I moved the fabric bins out of the dining room into the garage yesterday and they are actually suppose to be in the attic. The costumes themselves are still in a pile waiting to be washed and put away). I feel like I've been running a hundred steps behind the last runner in the race for two months. Just when I seem to catch up, something is thrown in my path and I end up even more behind. Some of it's my fault (Everquest 2), some of it wasn't (all those flu bugs and head colds). Then there's all the stuff that just happens: birthday parties, school projects, laundry, holidays, weekends out of town, soccer and hockey practices, kids wrecking havoc on the house, grocery shopping.
My life has overwhelmed me. Little things are constantly being forgotten and we always seem to be running late. Two of my biggest pet peeves. I never claim to have it all together all the time but I've slipped so far that I can't even see where I started falling. I haven't scrapbooked in months, my writing has suffered. The house that was so organized over the summer is in complete disorder again. My dayplanner is almost completely blank for the last several weeks because I haven't even had the time to write my daily lists. My health is suffering, besides all those illnesses, my kidney are complaining because of my lack of water intake and I can feel my muscles slowly melting into fat (let's not even talk numbers on the scale, not good). At least the kids are faring better but not by much. Last week Emily went to school one day without her hair brushed, Ally's homework wasn't turned in on Friday, and today Zach went to school with his shirt on inside out. Kyle's hair has needed cut for weeks and Kelly is hell on two toddler feet, teetering from one mess to another in ping pong ball fashion.
I need the impossible. I need a week alone in the house. A day to clean. A day to reorganize everything. A day to do laundry. A day to sort and fill out all the paperwork and bills. A day to write. A day to scrapbook. A day to sleep.
And while I'm dreaming the impossible, I'd like another week to see each of my family members one on one. A day to just be with Greg and not be dashing off to run errands or break up fights between the kids. A day to hang out with Zach and do science projects. A day with Emily to play soccer and dress Barbie dolls. A day with Ally to color pictures and pick flowers. A day with Kyle to answer all his questions and build block towers. A day with Kelly to play the itsy bitsy spider until our fingers fell off and sweet toddler snuggles under a quilt. A day to sleep. I really need to catch up on my sleep.
So now I'm going to do what people have been doing for hundreds of years. Gather up all the stuff in my life and carefully begin tying it back together with my tiny bit of damp string. And maybe take out flood insurance.
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