Let me just start by saying, HOLY CRAP!! Where has all my free time gone?? I feel as though I have NONE! Since Chris' return, I find myself fortunate to find a clean pair of socks to wear or a kitchen counter that isn't infected with salmonella. Seriously, our time each and everyday just flies by. We definitely have our routines, which take priority--eating, walking the dog, bathing, etc., but honestly, I need my maid back. I canned her a couple of weeks before Chris came back simply because I thought her work was slipping. She didn't wipe off the baseboards & she wasn't exactly self-motivated--I had to tell her EVERYTHING that needed to be done. Honestly, how hard is it to figure out that the kitchen floor should be washed when you still have an hour of work ahead of you and there is dried dog food on it? Come on, lady! Anyway, there is obviously a bit more to my dissatisfaction with her, but that is the gist. In a nut shell, I miss her. I am a neat freak for the most part, hate clutter and love a clean house. How can you not love the smell of clean pine or bleach? Mmmm. Needless to say, this lack of time to tend to my house is driving me crazy. Chris and I take care of the necessities, but choose not to devote our free time to my anal desires. Instead, we've been soaking up every free minute with our little Clairebear and enjoying every ounce of sunshine that God has been throwing our way. I am nearly 34 weeks pregnant with another responsibility looming overhead. Obviously, it is a joy, don't get me wrong, but when I am going to have the time to clean a toilet ever again?!! Cleaning is only the beginning. I still have to load my new Photoshop CS4 program (yes, I know how lucky I am!!), learn how to use it, take a few pictures of Claire--as I've slipped dramatically in that department as well, edit them, tend to this deprived blog, and begin or finish a couple of scrapbooks. Oh---and take a minute or two to spend with our dear friends who I've been putting on the back burner. Thank God you are great friends, Josh & Erin! Anyway, I am definitely working towards the neglectful mom award. Pretty soon, I'll be looking a fifteen year old Claire in the eyes trying to answer the question as to why she has no pictures after she turned 1 year or why all of her pictures are still on my computer. Soon after that conversation, I'll have another with my second child wondering why there are no photos of her. Ugh. I just need more time. Plain and simple. Well, I suppose I could stay up past nine...NAH!!
The Halloween festivities are in full swing here. We attended a "Fall Festival" at my school on Thursday evening and today we enjoyed a "fall festival" at the girls' school. We've managed to keep their costumes a secret until Wednesday when Claire spilled the beans. She was doing so well at keeping the secret, I almost thought she wasn't our child for awhile ;) Claire dressed as "Pinkalicious" and Mya was a cupcake. My Mom and Dad bought Claire the book, "Pinkalicious" for her first birthday. It has been an on-going hit with our girls. They both have the entire book memorized. It is such a cute book where this girl named "Pinkalicious" loves pink. She eats too many pink cupcakes and turns pink, which she is thinks is simply beautiful then red, which is less than favorable. She eats her vegetables to turn alleviate her pain. In the meantime, her little brother is envious and devours the last one, then turns pink too. It is a ...
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I am still at the mountain so no worries. We can make plans after Easter. Perhaps surrounding April vacation or something.
I learned a while back when I was in school and working and we got Hunter that sometimes you have to just accept that you need to do things in stages. I clean the toilet when I am in the bathroom and putting away cleaning supplies. I do the laundry in stages throughout the week. I spend one night a month ironing (and only one night a month). I vaccuum as often as I can and spot mop but couldn't tell you the last time I handwashed all the floors and waxed the wood ones.
I have come to the realization that I will never be the housekeeper my mother was, she didn't work outside the home, I do. So, if you want to use my excuse you are more than welcome to it.
I am glad to hear that you are all doing well - we can't wait to see you later this month and perhaps meet the newest member :)
Love ya,
Jessica