nd frankly, I don’t know how I do it either. Some days life is a perfect dance of work, car pool, after school activities and a pleasant dinner and some days…well, you find yourself way-laid by a two hour dental appointment, over tired children running like maniacs through Whole Foods trying to stave off hunger by devouring samples with their filthy hands, and all the while the lady in the hemp dress and braids with ONE child that is immobile (and couldn’t talk if he or she wanted to because their mouth is on her boob) stares in abject horror at the cretins that ten minutes earlier had been lauded and praised in the dentist’s office for their behavior.
Hell’s bells..seriously, I was THIS close to punishing them with McDonald’s, but I was determined to make dinner and besides my thighs are becoming their own state since exercise has gone the way of the dinosaur. Seriously, if you see me in a tennis dress (And this goes to my tennis girls) NO I’m not cheating on you or getting one on one time with Pierre, the tennis coach. No ladies, I simply haven’t bathed yet today–don’t get too close.
My business is doing well, really well. I have been tasked a specific project as VP of Sales and Marketing for a dynamic speaker, and I really enjoy getting dressed, going to the office and cramming a full day’s work into 5 or 6 hours before car pool. I’m blessed for the opportunity that still allows me to be the minion to my children’s needs though. They are only young once.
My writing has been non-existent. There just isn’t enough hours in the day despite my hopes that school for the boys would give me more freedom. I’m working at a snail’s pace..a dead snail’s pace, but I’m determined to regain focus as well as get back to blogging on a more regular basis.
In family news, the perfectionist informed me today that he feels he needs to be staffed with security guards..not because he is being threatened but so that he will be used to them when he is famous. He has started Kindergarten and began his compulsory education by spitting in another little boy’s hair. I was so proud. He has learned his lesson and is trying very hard in his words to “not be wild.” The lawyer is playing his heart out in sports, and the professor is busy melting everyone’s hearts as usual with his kind gentle manner (which is a total bs act by the way because he will get a brother GOOD…if he wants to).
Life is full…boys, work, friends, charity work, and a few social media classes to keep sharp. Again, I’m not sure how I do it, but I’m just glad that I am. I am exactly where I want to be and doing exactly what I’m supposed to be doing. Content? Never! Satisfied? Absolutely.