Seriously. In my next life – or should Prince Charming ever get his GPS fixed and find me in this life – he had better have staff.
I’m Spring Cleaning. What on earth possessed me to think I had the time, effort, energy or inclination to undertake such a ridiculous task?
I’ll tell you: looking for my dark blue maxi dress so that I could pack it for Bubba and my holiday next week. Have I found the dress? Yes. Have I packed (or even started packing)? No. Have I finished spring cleaning? Um, no. I feel like I’m about one 84th of the way through it.
But I kind of ran out of time. And energy. And inclination. Oh, and I’ve broken every finger nail. Lovely.
Today I need to go to the farmers’ market and prepare our food for this week. And maybe spend some time just hanging out with Bubba and the fuzzy loves. And maybe not spend a solid 12 hours on my feet before heading into a full week of work. Oh, I should probably also find the time to pack.
I’m utterly exhausted and my SuperMumma cape seems to be missing!
I wonder if one of the staff know where it is?