I had four extra kids in my house today. They were awesome. The mess was awesome. The tracks in the snow trampling every inch of the yard state that the day was entirely awesome. Bedtime tonight was a breeze.
Blaine flew to South Carolina today. I had to drop him off at 5:00am.
I went to bed too late. I got up too early. I’m running on 3 hours and 40 minutes of sleep for the day.
I sewed part of another mei tai today. With eleven kids in my house.
I’m tired just thinking about it.
My mom came yesterday and plans to stay a week or two. It’s awesome to have her here. I’m so glad for company this time around while Blaine’s away working out of town for another week.
We got about eight inches of snow Sunday night. It’s been so fun for the kids. It’s our first real snow of the year. Having grown up in a much colder much snowier climate, I’m having strangely mixed thoughts about the snow.
This morning, at 5:18am, I got off the interstate and sat at the stop light at the end of the exit ramp. I sat, and sat, and sat. The light wouldn’t turn. I sat some more. I decided to just make a right even though I was very much in the wrong lane. Traffic is minimal at that time of
night morning, just for the record. So just when I decided to go anyway, a plow truck pulled up behind me. I chickened and sat for another few minutes. I finally gave up and signaled I’d be turning right from my left turning lane, figuring this was slightly safer than turning across traffic, despite of the no-traffic-on-the-road bit. I started to pull out. I got a green light.
What did I do today? I sat for fifteen or more minutes waiting for a light to turn green. What can I say? I’m a rule-follower. Except when it comes to the world’s dictations regarding family size. Apparently I had a moment – or seven – of rebellion.
Tomorrow Mom and I plan to take the leap into the world of smart phones. I think videos might be in the works for this blog! I’m rather excited. I’ve had a simple flip phone with talk only, no text and no data, for years and years. The mere thought of the things I could do is enough to thrill me. It’s the little things.
I think I’m writing in circles at this point, so I’m going to head for bed and hope for short red lights and more sleep for tomorrow.