House Work Should Be a 4 Letter Word!

Argggggggggggggggggggggg! I was never one to be overwhelmed. Never. My plate was always really full and I thrived on it.

Today, my doctor appointment was cancelled which meant I have 2 hours to come home and tackle this disaster zone. I am paralyzed with the inability to move. I keep looking at the clothes to fold, dishes to put away, floor that REALLY needs to be mopped, and it goes on.

So I come and sit at the computer. I hate housework. I hate the constant-ness of house work.

On the way to school, I grounded the boys off the computer till further notice.

There is no need for me to go off on a tangent of make your bed, pick up your clothes, tidy your room, put something back after you use it...

So, no computer. Hit them where it hurts to get results, isn't that what they say?

Then hockey begins with a vengeance.

5:30 p.m. my Max has his first game. So we are all going.

7:30 p.m. my Jordan has a practice... Sanj is coaching and Sammy is at the Pete's game.

(Don't forget Grey's is on...)

Tomorrow night... Jordan had his first game and Max has one too.

Of course this is after Sanj and Tyler's jiu jitsu .

Breathe.

This is only the beginning.

There is homework, spelling, MV, reading, a tree project to finish up...

I better cancel guitar tonight. Oh and Tyler is trying out for volleyball after school... Lord help me. Last year he had a major meltdown after it. Maybe volleyball is not his thing!

We shall see!

Ok...house... here I come!