It seems like time has sped up significantly for me in the past few days. I am sure it has something to do with the fact that I go back to work all too soon, and the need that I feel to finish my Christmas preparations before then. I also have all sorts of other projects that I really want to get done, but I need a dose of realism. Do I regret not getting these things done? No, I don't. I'm just thankful that I have accomplished some things besides being an unshowered, babbling idiot until Darren gets home in the evening. I manage to get dressed every day, take care of Zoe, usually leave the house, get Zach off the bus in the afternoon, and take care of his homework. I am trying really hard to savor every moment that I have at home with the kids right now, because that memory is going to need to get me to June 6th. Sure, I'll have the weekends and school breaks, but it's not the same.
I hate Comcast! We just lost our Internet connection, so I am currently connected to a neighbor. It just lost the rest of my post, and I am sure it was Pulitzer Prize-worthy writing. I have a baby who needs attention; maybe I'll be able to recover the rest of the post, but I doubt it. Bummer.