Trying to catch up here is like herding cats…..that just saw a dog. They scatter in every direction, while you stand there trying to figure out how you can possibly round them all up again while the dog is still standing there.
That is my life. At least that is how it is in my head. I don’t do well with a full plate, and tend to just sit there with my fork, overwhelmed, pushing stuff around wondering where I should start.
(Do you see what I just did there? Stealth Easter insert)
We have 2 weeks of school left, a big surf contest, I have been sick, we have 3 trips planned with everyone going in different directions within the same time frame and I don’t have any trash bags.
We have been out of them for
3 4 5 days and every morning Bill has a variation of passive aggressive reminder syndrome going on.
“We need trash bags.” Ok, I will get them today.
“These grocery bags are little?” Oops, no. Forgot trash bags again. Will get them today.
“Today is trash day”. I actually went to the store and bought everything….except trash bags.
“Did you go to the store?” Expectant eyebrow raise.
And the not so subtle “Can you please remember to get trash bags today? Is that possible?” Look! Something shiny.
Today is going to be the day! Trash bags or bust.
I don’t think I had this much ADD when the kids were little. I think they pretty much didn’t give me time to exercise my ADD properly, and I am making up for it now that they are mostly grown.
Anyhow, my OCD is going to trump my ADD today and I am going to get some stuff done. The bank, car wash, a run, groceries, TRASH BAGS and a post here are on the list.
Mia is on the Texas All Star surf team, and they took a trip to California this spring.
They got to surf some beautiful waves, compete in 2 contests, and work with the US Jr. National Team coach, Joey Buran. That is a huge privilege, babies. He is a Surfing Hall of Famer, Pipe Master Pro and an awesome man ta boot. Here is the Baby on a wave while working with him.
She came home with a wealth of knowledge and skill that she put to good use at the last contest in South Padre, bringing home 3 podium finishes (2nd, 3rd and 3rd).
I don’t know if you have noticed lately, but the Baby isn’t a baby anymore. She turned 13 this spring people.
THIRTEEN!! I seem to have lost all of my littles and don’t know where to find them anymore. What a weird concept for a mother who has been parenting small children for 22 years.
Anyhow, where was I? TRASHBAGS!! No, wait! Trips! This summer is the summer of crazy. We are taking a trip in the Little Bitty House, one of us is going to Hawaii and 2 to….well, that is a surprise.
Here is a hint.
Can you guess?