Wanting peace and quiet is probably the most selfish thing I pine after as a mother.
There is no greater joy than hearing your children talking and giggling and having a good time.. but somedays... i wish for silence. Monday was a strange day, and I cant really wrap my head around happenings at work, and how very sad life's strange twists can be... so with that being said I woke up today.. and it eerily felt like a Monday... all over again. Work is ok, I'm a little behind, feel a little like I'm walking through perpetual sand, as is usual during the summer,... Field trip this morning handled but I'm not ready for my week, month, year at work. I'm really not.
At home I have straddled the back to school bull and made it back to the pen. I am up to date, shopping all done, and backpacks even packed. I unplugged my kids today, and we made a tent. The twins are currently reading, Son #1 is building with Legos (Daddy brought him the Lego Batman RedBox rental last night) and Daughter #1 is playing Sims, again, but chores all done. I washed the dishes, and made the kids breakfast and lunch, cleaned the living room, folded laundry, made coffee and yet I feel like I have forgotten something very important... I renewed the kids medical insurance, .... gave my husband a kiss before he left for work.. showered and shaved... but still feel like something has been overlooked, it's totally bizarre.
It must be that I have yet to plan in detail for my week month year,.... I used to be obsessive about details, and I'm not sure that I am no longer obsessing. I think that I am indeed obsessive, but in a positive way I hope. I fear that because I am procrastinating writing it all down I am in fact in denial of how much I have to do, and how little time there is to do anything. My days seem to fly by, and I flit from child to child, project to project, chore to chore, work to work and I am exhausted and exhilarated. I love my family, my work, my hobbies and my Friends but I feel like a Human Octopus. I need to organize my head. I must cement.
The kids are now bored to tears again, and a lil tired. Sounds like nap time to me. So, I am going to put them down for a quick rest, then feed my soul with some music, and sit down with my agenda, and a piece of drawing paper. I always think more clearly when I draw and brainstorm with my favorite tunes lifting my soul.
