One of these days...
- I'll catch up on posting photos of Catherine
- I'll dust
- I'll pick up
- I'll pack up
- I'll get organized
- I'll purge
- I'll take that ever growing pile to Goodwill/Salvation Army
- I'll do something with all the food in our pantry
- I'll get the cloth napkins out
- I'll use those square appetizer plates
- I'll entertain again
- I'll hang things on the walls
- I'll put together our wedding guest book
- I'll frame photos
- I'll find a matching coffee table and end tables
- I'll update our family blog
- I'll get baby announcements made
- I'll send the Christmas/New Years/Valentines/Easter letter
- I'll finish the thank you notes
But not today. These days I'm lucky if I get more than 6 hours of sleep. It's a good day if I can make myself breakfast to eat in the car and remember to pack a lunch. It's a good thing if dirty clothes make it into the laundry basket. Or even near it.
These days the bar is pretty low. And I'm ok with that. I have to be.
These days, it's just about survival.