Hey this is me with my head above the water! Woohoo! I mean granted the baby did this whole ‘up half the night’ thing and the bags under my eyes each clearly have 3 packed suitcases as if they’re going to Florida and want to be extra prepared, but.. you know. Bygones. (Ally McBeal reference ftw!) The point is that I’ve managed to keep up with laundry and dishes including getting them washed and dried and put away (and of course folded in the case of the laundry) for like 4 days in a row. Maybe more! And it didn’t even seem hard. Go me!
So here I am blogging again. I have had the chance NUMEROUS times the last few weeks to say ‘well at least it’s never boring’.. and it’s so true. The reasons escape me now, but the 3 ring circus I’m currently running tend to keep me on my toes. I almost never have any ‘brain free’ time where the hamster wheel isn’t running at full speed, even when I’m sleeping. Perhaps a little TMI but in the only downtime I had last week was while I was waiting forever in the doctor’s office. I didn’t take my phone. Everyone else was outside the room. After mentally going through all my chores and lists.. I still had time to wait. Then I had a brief thought about some sort of catastrophe and Jesse Spencer coming to rescue me. Clearly I was either asleep* or need some alone time with my hubby. Lol. I typically only have those types of thoughts when I’m pregnant and sound asleep, my hormones or stress levels or whatever must have been sky high. So…We’re big Chicago Fire fans, and also watched House and Uptown Girls has this horrendously fun song that gets stuck in your head. Google ‘Sheets of Egyptian Cotton’ if you want a massive earworm and possibly a vacant daydream.
*Since I fall asleep the moment I sit down for any extended period of time, and I was there for a long time, it is entirely possible that I was asleep. When I realized the random thought occurring to me, I laughed at myself, and immediately began to think of other things. If you wanted to get all 10 commandment on me, I suppose that was a sin. But I’m fairly certain there are things our brains do that we can’t control i.e. dreams/daydreams that shouldn’t be considered a sin. I also assume my hubby will forgive me as he’s been my one and only forever, and probably will be, too. Like I said, life here is never boring. If what happens when life is boring is that I have random daydreams about tv stars, then so be it. I’ll either daydream or find something else to do. Feels like a win either way 😉