Like a Headless Chicken...
If I owe you a letter, a phone call, a bottle of wine or a cup of sugar, please accept my apologies. I am running around in circles, going nowhere, falling behind and losing orbit. And it's only Monday.
The children are well. They are happy, healthy, occupied, helpful, kind, inventive and fun to be with. Geoff is wonderful. The cats are content. I am going to focus on these blessings, and replace the dead washer, eradicate ants, pay the bills, write a letter of recommendation,
sit on Alex until he produces thank you cards,
reserve a rental car,
enroll Maria in more dance classes + get her larger dance shoes,
let William drive more,
remember Max has a piano lesson on Wednesday,
decide about this Oregon road trip I am debating,
make something beautiful for the fundraiser auction (due in one week)
answer questions posed by my book writing friend,
send photos to Kelly,
deliver photos to B,
try to be 2 places at once on Saturday,
devise a wonderful birthday celebration for Max, who turns 9 this week.