I have the best intentions of writing and updating this third baby of mine twice a week. Doesn’t seem all that much, really. But what’s that saying about the road to hell?
(I once had a co-worker tell our boss that the road to hell was paved with good intentions, after our boss told her that she had “intentions” of getting to something we knew she was never going to do. Yes, she said it right to the face of our very Baptist boss in the very heart of the South. I nearly fell off my lab stool in a fit of laughter and an effort to get as far away as possible from the impending lightning strike.)
Yes, there are good intentions abound, but a few obstructions in that road:
Pictures: As in, I’m barely taking any right now. Of the few photos that I am taking, it’s another few weeks before I edit them. For the longest time I used my burn-out over taking a picture a day for an entire year as my excuse. I don’t think an excuse a day for an entire year is going to cut it, though. Somehow, I need to get my photo mojo back. Suggestions?
My Presidential Duties: Hah, hah, hah! I said duties. Now, where was I? Oh yeah, the PTO. Did you know that I’m in my second year as PTO president of the Montessori school? For the most part, it’s not as much work as you might imagine. Every year in the fall, though, we hold our biggest fundraiser: a dinner and silent auction. This year’s event is Friday. Last year we raised $10,000. Expectations are high this year to do just as well, which means my “to-do” list is long and my anxiety level is through the roof.
Travel: I fully believe that for every day a mom is out of town, there are two days worth of work waiting for her when she returns. I’m not implying that Mike is at fault for this. On the contrary – he makes it so easy for me to leave (I mean that in the best possible way). It’s just that the email, the laundry, the school papers, the errands? They all get together and make babies when I’m out of town. Just as I’m catching up from the Austin trip, we’re getting ready to head to Cleveland for a wedding this weekend.
Life: Sometimes, I just have to say screw it. Have you looked outside recently? It’s fall and it’s gorgeous here in the Midwest. There are apples to pick, cider to drink, last rays of warm sun to soak up. Sometimes “Modern Family” and “The Good Wife” are on. Football is back, and even though my Colts are 0-4 I still want to watch the game. Some days the kids just want me and my undivided attention. Tell me, can you say no to a face like this? I can’t.
Thanks for sticking around even when the road is bumpy. One of these days I’ll be a writing fool again and you’ll be begging me to shut up already.