Recovering

I know, it's been over a week since I've written. It has been crazy here. Well, it's always crazy here, but it's been more crazy than normal. My parents arrived about two weeks ago, and stayed with the kids while we went to San Diego. Three days after they left our friends, the Dodds, arrived. They live in Orlando where there isn't any good Mexican food, so we spent four days eating at all of our favorite Mexican joints. There are so many we didn't get to take them to, but those that we did were delicious. We also took them to a few other places that we really liked, but Mexican was the theme. I think I ate about two bags worth of chips over the weekend. When we weren't eating we went to the American Girl doll store, a pumpkin patch, and to play mini golf and ride go-karts. The boys even got in a round of golf.

So now we are in recovery mode. It's fabulous to have company, especially company that you love to hang out with, it's just that while people are at your home you don't get anything done because you are having too much fun with your friends. This week I've tried to get the kids reacquainted with their bedtime, get back into our normal weekly activities, do lots of laundry and try to recover from the lack of sleep. Oh, forget about that last one, I just can't make myself get more sleep. I'd like to go to bed earlier, but I know I won't because there's too many other things to do. Things are slowly coming together.

I thought that having the older kids back at school would give me lots of time to get things done, but I never really feel like I've done anything. There's always more to do, always things that need to be picked up or put away or fixed or something. My little break from reality seems like it happened months ago, not two weeks ago. Once again I have to remind myself that it will get easier and I have to enjoy this time while the kids are little while I've got it.

Easier said than done.