We came home from SD with our trailer full of furniture from my grandparents. We came with three dressers, an old awesome chest, a big book shelf. My dad made me a pan rack for my birthday, so that came too.
It’s everywhere. Every person except Liberty and Ellie got a new dresser. Charlotte and Eden have been using milk crates and both lack organizational skills in a massive way. We found dirty clothes stashed behind them they hadn’t seen all year. I’m clearly failing. The house is a disaster. The pan rack is on the kitchen table. The laundry is backed up big time. All the laundry baskets (14 of them!) are full of clothes and books to donate.
I might be panicking a little.
Add to all this that I’m 29½ weeks pregnant, Pierce and Ellie are recovering from strep and just want to be held and meltdowns are plentiful, school needs to happen today, and Blaine’s working a super long day, having left at 5ish am and won’t be home until who knows when and I might just join Ellie and Pierce in their meltdowns.
About this time I realize I haven’t blogged in a while so I did the reasonable thing and pulled out my phone for some respite. Definitely the correct choice, right?!
Ugh. Goal for the day: nothing extra in the living room. Clean bedrooms. Bonus: Blaine and my dressers are done, that room is clean. I’m three loads deep on laundry, and I washed the dishes once today already. Sterling and Pierce’s dresser is finished, and their room is clean.
Survival might be all we manage today. Just… Wow.