I can see the end from here. Mostly. I hope that's what it is anyway. ^.^
My sweetheart says I take on too many things. I thought I was being good and not taking on too much. I have told everyone that I can't be in charge of anything, but apparently that isn't good enough cuz I always end up doing more than I planned.
Speech classes for my kidos for instance. I said right off that this was an easy one, all I had to do was drop off. Ummm, no. There are these things called competitions. And often they are far, far away and I have to drive them there. And once there, I have to judge others so that my kidos can compete. They had their first competition last weekend and had a lot more fun than they thought they would. They both placed second in the individual speeches and found out they had a lot more work to do on their duo. I learned that judging is not my thing. I don't like being critical of other peoples children. Mine on the other hand, not a problem. I was totally amazed by the speaking ability and composure of these kids. There were a few that blew me away and I wonder how on earth do you choose who comes first and second when there are three really good choices? At the end of the very long day, (350 miles and 18 hours later) I am wondering what was I thinking?
Then there is this little thing called Hanukah, (one of the many spellings, I just make 'em up as I go now) that we are in the middle of. I try to make each year memorable, with old traditions and new activities all rolled into one. We had bought a ton of decorations years ago to festivize our home for this holiday, but many things have gone away. It is starting to look a little sparse and so of course this meant shopping and frustration cuz I live in the PNW not the east coast and apparently not a lot of Judaica finds its way over the Rockies except some cutesy stuff at Target that I was still grateful for. Oh well, we are staying understated this year. Then I just had to have some friends over. It is a party festival after all. And it went from latkes and donuts to vegi tray, hot wings and cookies and oh yeah, hot chocolate and don't we have some olives somewhere. Yeah, I have a tendency to have to make too much food. But it sure was good! We had a ton of fun and laughed and giggled til the kidos started to fade. And the truth about how my house looked so nice came out. Yes, someone opened the bedroom door and now the secret is out. At least it didn't fall out in an avalanche onto his poor head. I think I need to put a sign on the bathroom door. ^.^ And this year, we skipped the present every night thing cuz.....
We are starting a mini remodel thing. Yup, I'm crazy. But these girls are making me crazy! I have one neat person in my whole house. She just happens to share a room with the messiest of the messiest. It is a never ending battle that ends up being a fight every night. So... we are taking our office, storage, class room, computer room space and dividing it in half and making another bedroom. So we have to take about 300 square feet of unorganized everything and fit it into 150 square feet of already filled space. The shredder and I have been busy and the St. Vinnies knows us by name. So the kids are all getting a new bedrooms and more space soon. This has cost a few pennies, so we said at the start that this would mean few gifts this year. And you know, they haven't complained at all. Well, except when I tell them to do some cleaning up of the moving around mess, but that doesn't last long.
And then we are back at P.E. at the YMCA again. That has been really good for my social kidos who thrive in large groups, but it sure adds to the running time. We run to get there and once we leave, we have to hurry out. Let me tell you, it was super hard for me not to jump in and volunteer to help with swimming, they could really use some more parent teachers, but I am being so good! It is also cutting in to my cleaning my house time. I didn't think I would miss that so much, but with all the activities going on, I really need the clutter to be at a minimum for peace of spirit. Couple of more years, and maybe I'll feel okay just dropping them off, but not yet.
And then there is my mom in law. Just a great big THANK YOU to God for helping her along. She is finally coming to terms with her new lifestyle and becoming so much easier to deal with. Her blood chemicals are stabilizing as is her fluid level and it has made such a difference. She is taking responsibility for her diet and medications. The last week, she has actually been pleasant. But it is still ten hours away from the house that I really miss. I keep wondering if there is a part time job I could do while I was there so I could at least make some money while I am there. Not going to take that on though, my sweetheart would kill me ^.^! It will be interesting how things go when they move from the hospital she is going to, to the community dialysis place in a month or so. But we will just wait for that to happen.
Then there is that little boo boo my car has. Well, it was a bit more than the tow truck guy thought it was. The mechanic told us I did some frame damage, but nothing dangerous. He is a great guy and a friend so I can trust him. That's always a good feeling when dealing with a mechanic. The blessing from it all, he discovered that I had NO back brakes left and needed to get them changed asap. But they weren't a contributing factor in my little escapade in case you were wondering.
Another blessing is that our home based business is starting to take off. Nothing like a hard work and family situation to motivate you to get more money coming in. And with the wacky economy and tax laws changing, it is just in time. But that too adds a little more drain on the clock. Let's just say, when I get to sleep, it is very soundly ^.^ Life is very exciting.
So the end I see is not really the end, just a break in the craziness as the rest of the world slows down and stops to celebrate Christmas, it gives me a break and time to catch up. Just a little secret, don't tell my sweetheart, I would rather be super busy than have nothing to do.
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