So I’ve been in the hustle of getting read for vacation this week! While its should feel like:
How it should be
I’m more in a panic because I have had so much to do! I figured I would be able to get the kids packed and all ready to go. Instead, all I’ve dealt with is tattling, fighting, whining, and well just anxiousness to go away! My thoughts have been this every time I’m confronted
ARE YOU KIDDING!?!?
Between packing the kids, getting the dogs ready for boarding, cleaning, organizing, realizing clothes don’t fit, paying bills, and MORE I’m fried.
No, there is no nap. I’m drowned out with socks
Make it stop!!!
Wait, we still need to figure out the house contracts?!?!?!?!
Why, must it be so complicated.
Then I feel like I finally have it together. My Mother-in-law calls and asks if she can have the kids for the afternoon.
I felt home free!
Then Eli calls, “Hey, you’re packing my stuff too right?”
For now on folks, I need to remind myself of this before getting ready for vacation.
Wish me luck!