Hahaha, I had no idea what I was going to title this post. I was trying to get creative as many thoughts ran through my mind: four days until Christmas…a short work week…oh the cleaning and laundry I have to do over the next three days…the heater is out in my car
…then I looked up at the calendar above my computer and saw that today is officially the first day of winter. That is very fitting, seeing that it is 35 degrees outside and the forecast says we’re in for a cold week, including a yucky, wet Christmas.
We had a wonderful Christmas program at church yesterday. A dear lady in my Sunday school class gives books for Christmas every year. Two years ago she gave me a hilarious, light-hearted book called, “Speaking Mom-ese”. It was full of sweet and funny stories from moms all over the world. I laughed and cried and finished the book in two nights. I always look forward to her book every Christmas. Most years she gives the same book to all the ladies, but she always finds a different and unique book just for me (at least I like to think she only does it for me…I guess I’ll never know). Imagine my excitement when I pulled my book out of the pretty red bag and read this title, “Who Got Peanut Butter on My Daily Planner? Organizing and LOVING Your Days as a Mom”!! Did I write a book and just forgot about it?? I am so excited to start this book, I’ve even debated putting my cleaning and laundry off for ANOTHER day just so I can dive into bed with a cup of coffee and my new book….but that would not be very good for all my little guests coming tomorrow.
I’ve invited Ashley, Kelli, and all nine of their children to come over tomorrow for lunch, cookies, and some last minute Christmas crafts. I LOVE that almost all of my friends have three or more children. I mean, I don’t have any desire to compete with the Duggars, but I LOVE children and I love that my closest friends feel the same way. I’d have three more if I didn’t think my husband would have a nervous break down. Who knows, maybe God will give us two or three more through adoption. 🙂 One can only hope.
I feel like I subconsciously went on strike last week after the foster children left. For five weeks, I’d been doing three loads of laundry a day, sweeping and mopping the kitchen sometimes TWICE a day, cooking for eight, dropping off and picking up two children from two different schools, etc, etc….I was exausted and I think my brain body just shut down Monday night. I didn’t clean, cook, or do one load of laundry for the rest of the week. Needless to say, we ate lots of spaghettios and Ramen noodles, my house is a smelly mess, and I have a garage full of dirty laundry to do. SOoo, I’m working on my second cup of espresso, there’s Pinesol in the sink, two loads of laundry going, the beds are made, the dishwasher is working hard, and I’m ready to attack my Monday like never before. I may even have time to start my new book when Owen goes down for a nap.
I’m so excited about Christmas and seeing my family. Call me crazy, but I think I’m going to do a little more decorating this afternoon after I finish cleaning the house. The boys and I finally have a few Christmas presents to wrap.
God has been so good to us and has really blessed us over the last week with a little money to buy each other Christmas presents. More on that later….