The first couple dozen or so....
|I need to make a list of my lists. And, oh yeah: look at them occasionally.|
|This house has an unusual amount of floor space.|
And it's all in need of a Mom cleaning. Ugh.
|I have a closet full of ironing I've been ignoring.|
|There are a million things I'd like to research for our learning adventures|
this year -- and I haven't corrected a word of Theresa's Jane Austen studies yet.
|The girls cleaned their closet yesterday... but mine is a mess!|
|I mentioned the floors, right?|
|And the garage sale I'm not organized enough to make materialize?|
|And the 13-odd black kittens I need to sell, give away,|
or convince to relocate?
|Sleep would be good.|
|I need to hunt out a good music study for the kiddos' homeschooling.|
Problem being, they're all more musical than I am, and I have to teach it
'cause we can't afford outside lessons at the moment...
|And as if all that isn't enough, I've been an awfully bad blogger lately,|
and have tons to catch up on right here...
| And I haven't shared the news about our Michelle-y who is currently visiting |
a family in Austria, for whom she may be "nannying" next summer. (We miss our Shelly!)
|And I'm not sure I've blogged about how Dominic (here about 7 years old, but actually|
turning nineteen next week!) is home from the seminary for a while to recover from the effects
of Epstein Barr Virus...
|OH! And did I mention the good news about Dan's job? Like how it looks like he got one!|
|And the bad news about that -- which is: |
It's in Lost Vegas.
(We are not moving to Vegas.)
|But, besides the blogging... Yeah. Lots of Laundry to catch up on. |
Did I mention that already?
|And inventory my pantry to tuck in for winter.|
|I really need to clean the fridges, too. (Bleck.)|
|Gosh, it'd be nice to finish just one of the six |
or eight books I've started since last spring...
|And I'm always just on the verge of starting a diet and actually losing weight.|
But it's all good. Things will shake out. And maybe eventually slow down, calm down, even out. Like a good priest friend of ours says: It's going to be alright in the end; if it's not alright, it's not the end. And even at the most hectic, I sorta figure that, if in the midst of swimming through all the debris that I'm supposed to be organizing in my world, I can still:
+ tickle William and get a good "jack-o-lantern" grin out of him
+ recognize the season by the bright colors -- and by the victory march of awesome saints through the fall calendar
+ curl up with a good Mythbusters re-run on Netflix at bedtime and get a backrub from my ever-patient and loving husband (Even if it's only on weekends now that he'll be commuting to Nevada..).
+ get the tour of the latest Gabriel-built creation, or read the latest addition to Theresa's "Hen Tales" stories, or sample Cathy's baking forays, or listen to Anna's kitty adventures
+ pick the childrens voices out of the choir on Sunday
+ enjoy a good, strong cuppa Starbux freshly ground whole bean French Roast java fresh from the pot first thing in the morning
+ fenagle an excuse to get or make a pumpkin spice latte!.
+ tick off the beads of my special-made ladder rosary as each of my five littlest prays the Aves
+ get texts from my big boys and my sistah, and skype with Michelle on weekends
+ drive the kids crazy by closing the book at the end of a cliff-hanger chapter -- not to be continued until tomorrow...
+ drink in the beauty of this Colorado valley we get to live in,and know that God meant for it to soothe the soul
+ remember that I am in the palm of His Hand, even when I'm so distracted, I don't know He's there.