I can’t keep up.
I know. Shocker, that.
This week I started out with an 8:10am doctor appointment for Ruby Monday morning. Might as well get the week started out right. That day had enough errands to keep us running until 3pm, and the kids got school done in the van. It’s scary how adaptable children can be.
Tuesday was co-op and speech and debate. 9:15am-5pm, followed by mom’s night out for me. Super fun, but I got home at 11pm.
Wednesday we got to stay home. Thrilling, really. We got school done, and then Eden and I spent 6 hours mowing, weeding, and trimming the yard. It’s still there, amazingly enough. It had been abandoned ridiculously long. Blaine had a meeting Wednesday night so it was just the kids and I. We made Blaine’s dreaded tator tot casserole for supper and ate on the living room floor. It was pretty fun-and I didn’t have to drag my aching body to the kitchen.
Thursday we got school done. That’s it. I found out it had been 9 lessons since I’d checked Sterling’s math and the day went downhill from there. I found out at supper time that we were out of milk and Blaine’s lunch meat. Emergency trip to Walmart for the equivalent of the better part of a week’s grocery money for 4 shopping bags minimally full. Aldi, I love you.
Friday I schooled from the bedroom for the most part. I took one look at the filth that has become the landing place for “I don’t know where to put this” items in my tiny house and decided to do something about it. I spent the day in there, and Eden, my sidekick in major undertakings, hung out with me. It looks amazingly better, and while garbage day was Thursday, the can is already full again. Success. I sorted through baby clothes to see what we need – nothing but a winter coat. The 0-3 month tote is ridiculously full.
But. I can catch up in the yard, but that leaves Liberty with the kids and the house typically falls apart. I can catch up cleaning the disasters that be, but Miss Elliot makes its equivalent in the next room.
I don’t know what the answer is. School is always top priority, so that always gets done. But everything else… not so much. I’m starting to think my house will not be clean until the kids are grown. It’s driving me crazy. I need a week or three of staying home to catch up with it all, and I never get that. The girls being old enough to do laundry saves me, and twice this week Liberty made supper, start to finish.
My yard looks amazing though. Maybe I’ll just hang out out there.