You ever have those conversations where you think, "That was only a couple days ago." Only, turns out it was weeks, maybe even a month ago? Yeah, sounds like my life. You name it: going to Nora's music/play group (which I've honestly quit for a bit because the flu sucks, and lots of little kids equals some sort of crazy illness will be present), time with my best girlfriends, reading, blogging....
So yeah, I disappeared for a bit. I thought G's schedule would be hectic, but it is even more insane than I imagined. Crockpot cooking has been a hit, but I feel like I never really get time in the kitchen anymore. I hate that we seem to be eating and going either to class or bed. I hate that I bribed my 15 month old with a cookie in the car tonight when she was over tired and hungry and I needed her to not fight getting buckled in. (A big no-no in our household.)
We're learning what works slowly. For instance, this driving him to class and then running errands is for the birds. Not hard on his nights when the class is about an hour....we just hit up the starbucks down the road. But on nights like tonight where it's over an hour and a half to kill and we don't get home until 9 or later? It's gotta stop. I'm vetoing it.
I've said for a long time, "I need to either quit blogging or make time for it, because saying I need to do it and running out of time just drives me nuts." We thought me going for coffee would be easy, but what's easier is coming up with a million different things I need to do instead. So for Lent, I'm giving up excuses.
I'm going to go ahead and promise myself I'll blog 2-3 times a week. If I get to more, great. But less than that just isn't worth it. If you're reading this, thanks for sticking around.