This weekend, I attended the previously mentioned Bar Mitzvah, which took up all morning AND evening. A basketball game for The Boy squeezed in between meant I was only home for about 4 hours Saturday, during which time I fed my children and took a nap!
Sunday found us at church, then swinging by my sister Evie's for baby snuggles and to make her dinner now that we were finally all healthy again. That dern niece of mine slept for almost two hours, so we were there way longer than I expected. We got home just in time to change and head over to a friend's for pre-Superbowl flag football, which I actually played! ~Mamma scored a Touchdown!~ Time at home: 30 minutes!
I didn't have a chance to clean the house, or do the laundry or even run the stinkin' dishwasher and the huge bag of work stuff I brought home: sat by the door all weekend without ever being touched.
I'm not sorry I went to any of these activities. It's unfortunate that everything fell in the same weekend, but I wouldn't have missed the Bar Mitzvah, or the basketball game, or seeing my new niece, or the Superbowl for anything. It was nice to catch up with friends, but wow is it hard to start Monday morning with a dirty house and a pile of unfinished work.
Makes it hard not to feel completely overwhelmed.
I'm not really sure the point of this post, other than that I was hoping getting it out would be some sort of release. I did get home early Monday night and with no activities for the children, got the laundry folded, the floor mopped and the dishwasher run and unloaded, but I still haven't touched the school work. It just keeps piling up!