I’d intended to write this while dinner cooked, but apparently it was a very fast meal. Now, I’ve got grilled cheese just about cooked, Amy’s Tomato Bisque Soup about to start bubbling, and the baby’s cuddle time with daddy is just about up, as my expanding chest tells me.
The moments don’t last long.
That’s largely why I haven’t written in awhile. Other reasons include a catastrophe of a broken heater, two massive snow storms, crazy drama with plumbers, and generally living life with so many little people under foot. Definitely a crisis of time management.
I’d snapped this picture to show you guys the snowfall- though many of you are from places that get twice this much in a dusting. It was quite spectacular for this area.
Instead, I realized it very much describes my stage in life right now. I know where I want to be, but that just isn’t happening right now. My routine, my house, my WAHMabilities, my body, my teaching, my attitude…none of it is where I want it to be. All I can do is just…be. The snow really is gorgeous, as is my stage in life (said as I hear squealing in the other room as the boys fight over something, likely an imaginary something). If I tried to force us to be where I think we should be, we’d wind up sitting in a foot and a half of snow. Instead, I could be making snow icecream and knitting by the fire.
Making a blogging schedule is on my to-do list. Bulk food shopping, winding up postpartum recipes and the stragglers, weather trees and more…just as soon as I use up this snow.