My brain is in somewhat of a fog; that’s the only thing I can think of to describe what the heck is going on. My apartment is in disarray. I had finally started getting into a little of a flow after the move and with getting the kids to and from school on time as well as doing homework, eating dinner and preparing for bedtime. But, recently, I continually awaken late (the snooze bar will be the death of me), I’m exhausted, I can’t concentrate on work and I’m annoyed that I don’t have the energy to even tackle these tasks.
I seem to be getting lost in procrastination and the busyness of having six children to care for. Well, in a sense. There are my neighbor’s two kids, my three and another little girl who is staying with me right now. I don’t think I mentioned her when I told you about my neighbors. Having another child under my roof, even with the help of my neighbors, has taken more out of me than I thought it would. Making sure “my four” are all clothed, fed, cleaned, etc., is quite a challenge. I guess it’s a challenge I’ll have to deal with until my little friend’s mother returns from taking care of her business.
As my eyes glaze over staring at this screen and the television, I’m pulled in two directions. The need to lay down to take a nap and the desire to finish some reviews that should have been done days ago, check to see if there are any paid posts, wash some laundry, pay some bills and take care of some correspondence. The nap may win, but I’ll be sure to keep it short… ‘cause in a little while it will be time to pick up all the children and then I’ll start it all over again.