And so, another Monday evening...homework done, children bathed and in bed, bare-bones laundry covered, lunches made and fridged, dinner consumed and cleaned up, floors swept, garbage taken out...now it's 9:15 and I've had it. I'm sure there are at least three or four emails that highly deserve an answer, but my head is too full and too fuzzy for it to pop up. It's nothing short of miraculous that I ordered 6 new pairs of jeans for Julian last night -- who all of a sudden has only one single pair of jeans without holes in the knees.
Apologies groupwide to all who deserve thanks or response...I hate always saying "I'm swamped!" 'cause everyone always says that. It's just my head that's swamped.