Posts Tagged ‘chores’

Lack of sleep

I love the idea of being the type of person that wakes up before the sun is out, get’s a cup of coffee and reads the newspaper as the sun rises and shines upon my face.  I called it an idea,  since it is fiction, and I am not that person. I’m usually up at all hours of the night, trying to finish things that I have started during the day, or need to finish before the next morning. Or I’m up all night with insomnia worrying about about stuff I need to do the next day. And if and when I finally fall asleep, it is inevitable that one of the kiddos will wake up and need me to rock them back to sleep.  I do in fact get up early, I pack the Hub’s breakfast and lunch, and I get his coffee ready. He works hard. He totally deserves this little offering every morning. I kiss that man o’ mine goodbye, then in my zombie state I get the kid’s breakfast going. Not that it take a lot to put together a bowl of cereal.  And I am known to whip up a mean batch of pancakes, eggs, or french toast on occasion. Even now it’s almost midnight and I still have a sink full of dishes that will not get done tonight and a loaf of bread baking in the oven.  When it comes down to it, I’m just horrible at managing my time.  I don’t feel bad about not completing all daily tasks. I just keep myself awake thinking about it!

Bread in the oven:  Raisin Bran Loaf Bread

Recipe to come!!!

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Older, and Taking It

So, this is the day that marks another full year in my life.  I’m one year older, and I know that I get older everyday, every second, but at this point I’m starting to feel it. I’ve never really thought about getting older before, as it was never an issue that crossed my mind.  But now, besides time telling me that I’m older, by body is giving me clues.  My back aches in the morning, which no amount of core exercises seems to take away.  I have 3 gray hairs,  I get heartburn.   My hands are starting to look like they’ve seen a lot of use.  They have.  My knees, ankles or something cracks when I stand up most of the time.  Yep, bring me the walker. And actually, the more I think about it, the more I wanna say, “Bring it on!”. I have earned my age, and I feel I have earned it pretty well.

Today, I got up, fed the kids breakfast, let the dog out, took the garbage out and down to the curb, did three loads of laundry, swept, vacuumed, dusted,  gave the dog a bath, washed the dog bed, vacuumed again after the dog re-shed all over everything, watered the garden bed, harvested broccoli, pulled rogue mint, turned the compost, fed the kids lunch, broke up 141 fights between the kids, cleaned out the pool (we have the world’s smallest built in), made the beds, went to the store, washed the dishes, put away the dishes, crushed aluminum cans, made dinner, got the kids ready for bed, and now I’m writing.  A normal day in the life of countless people.  I’m so happy it’s mine!

Dinner tonight was:  Roast chicken, roast garlic veggies, and home-made hot rolls

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