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We Will Survive?

After a long day at "work," I'm still in what we will call the processing stage.

Meaning, I don't really have an opinion about how all of this is working stuff is going. There was a lot of good points about today that I will be writing about soon.

That is as soon as I am done processing the million things running through my head.

A million little thoughts zinging around inside my brain, and I would be lying if I didn't admit to a doubt or two.

Doubts are just kind of status quo for me.

This is usually when I give myself the it is all going to be great lecture. I think I will get to that later.

What I would like to talk about is the home and family. Returning to work has not been without its challenges. On one hand I have to be thankful that my husbands job slows down in January. WAY DOWN!

I can't believe I am actually thankful for his lack of hours. However, it is helping as we make this transition.

He has been super helpful, but no matter what we say there are his and her chores. Things we as women take care of that our husbands don't even realize we do. As I am sure there are things they take care of that we don't even think of.

For example, today he cleaned out the dryer line. Did you know the dyer line has to be cleaned out? Do you know that not cleaning out the dryer line can be bad? I did not know this. Well, maybe I knew it but he takes care of that stuff so I don't really worry or think about it.

I have my own list of things to worry about and now those things have to be dealt with during non-working hours. I am quickly learning the value of organization, do it now, and write it down. I am basically living by these three little rules right now.

It is kind of embarrassing to admit that my house has never been cleaner. The kids projects are getting done weeks before they are due, and my bed is made every morning.

And...

We hung out as a family tonight. We played a little DDR where the hubby was crowned king of the dance floor. WHAT?

Yup, learning that not even family time can be delayed. It is a crazy, busy, time, but I'm fairly certain we will survive. Well at least I'm pretty sure we will.


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