I have an organizer. I can't go anywhere or commit to anything without it. Because if I do, I schedule twenty three things for myself, all within the same thirty minute period.
Next week isn't such a bad week. Now, the last week before school gets out, which is the week after next, that's going to be a bad week. That is the last week we're here before vacation, the last week of school -- that means end of year picnics, exams, etc. -- the last week to pack up my kitchen and office before the impending demolition of said rooms the day after we return from vacation, plus a dentist and orthodontist appointment, I'm not committing to anything else that week, other than that which I have already committed myself to.
Next week was going to be OK. My scheduled haircut, next Wednesday, although I could use it now. Lunch next Monday, after reading at school, with the HSA Board, should be lots of fun. Then we added Mrs. Oliveri's retirement party, next Thursday from 2:30-5:00 p.m. This morning I added a meeting at 1:30 p.m. next Wednesday at school about Community Service, and this was after I added the HSA ice cream giveaway next Wednesday at lunch. Yikes! Oh, and today I told Mackenzie's swim teacher that we could do lessons at 11:30 a.m. next week on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. Now, I've just found out that my new kitchen cabinets will be here either next Wednesday or Thursday. And I have a meeting with our contractor and his subcontractors on Tuesday at 10:00 a.m. David will have his last lacrosse game Tuesday night and Mackenzie has gymnastics Wednesday night.
Have I mentioned that I have to pack two rooms in their entirety and I have about six boxes done? That I'm now scheduled to be in three places at the same time next Wednesday?
If only this running around resulted in easy weight loss!
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- neenermom
- At this point in my life, I'm first and foremost a Wife and a Mom. There are lots of lacrosse games, taekwondo lessons, playdates, and homework I constantly juggle, plus school reports, Science Olympiad, college interest letters, you get the idea. Running from the elementary school to the high school and back again -- Mom's taxi service. Add to that the attempt at a clean house, two dogs and a parrot, folded laundry, decent meals -- everyday is a new day. I'm 44, Roman Catholic, Mexican, divorced and remarried, a lifelong Democrat slowly turning to the darkside, struggling to keep the weight off as I get older and my mind sharp as my kids get older -- staying one step ahead of them physically and mentally. New obsessions, old fashioned ideas, lots of hard work, and a sense of humor are key! I love my life and I'm blessed because of it. But I see the world around me, the world my children will inherit, and I worry about what kind of world their children will grow up in. Some of the nonsense that goes on today makes me cringe and tells me that teaching them critical thinking is key to their future. And not just theirs!
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