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Hey, Hi, Hello

Hey, Hi, Hello!

Remember me.

I refuse to mention one more time how fast the summer zoomed. I mean I’ve already said it half a dozen times. Which is about how many times I posted this summer.

Life, my friends, is CRAZY BUSY!

I keep waiting for things to slow down so that I can have a few moments to catch up. However, things refuse to slow down. My calendar looks like a 2 year old went to town coloring. Only it isn’t coloring it is everything that is going on. Who knew four kids could keep you so busy. I have no clue how people with more manage to sleep.

Just when I am about to loose my mind with all the noise, clutter, and kid mess they have the nerve to go back to school. Leaving me sitting in a house that is eerily quiet. I’m talking spooky quiet. I’m pretty sure if I yelled the house would echo.

On one hand I am doing the happy dance that they are in school. On the other hand I’m feeling a bit lonely. However, I think I can handle the bit lonely if it means I can clean a room and it will stay that way most of the day.

In my typical rambling way I am just saying Hey! School is back in session, summer is gone to quick, I’m lonely, but I’m going to handle it.

I think.

Time to try to find the mythical bottom of the laundry basket.

Krissi
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Me, Myself and I said…
OH! Do you have each kid's activities in a different colored Sharpie? I would so do that. Do you need my two year old to come help you with your calendaring? She would looooooove to do that.

The bottom of the laundry basket doesn't exist. The Leprechaun has put it in the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
August 23, 2010 at 11:09 AM
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