Glad the kids and I went to the grocery store last night. One of my dreaded chores is doing that on Saturday, esp. since we go to church on Saturday nights. Plus, with some handy calculator skills, and sales, I was able to get dinners to last through about Wednesday. Not bad for me.
Now I'm just trying to get some order in my day.
What I really want to do is go by Fresh Market and get another bottle of the Mrs. Meyer's Lavender cleaner. I get the concentrated bottle and put a couple of tablespoons in the MM countertop sprayer I have. It's so soothing---the fragrance just makes me feel better. Besides, that store makes me feel good. What richness. I rarely buy many things---mostly just tea and Mrs. Meyer's goodies, but even walking in there is a treat. Plus, their fresh flowers are the best. We're still enjoying some pink and white carnations oldest daughter bought me last Monday.
And (to change the subject) I need to work on my attitude in regards to interruptions. I'm constantly hit on my kids; their needs are so enthusiastic and immediate. I have to admit to being less than jolly when I'm in the midst of something (usually writing) when they need to share, and my patience has been a bit worn lately. Not sure if the expression on my face matches the mood in my heart, but I'd hope not.
Part of what I deal with is guilt, feeling that even with all the work I do here, I have to justify time for myself. Is that just a Mom thing? I wonder. My husband doesn't seem to have the same problem, and maybe it's something to do with being home all the time. There's no separation between work and play. The environment stays the same, so it's harder to draw a dividing line. Not a new argument, but one that continues to puzzle me.
But rather than beat up myself, I need to find some time to myself. Am just about screaming for time alone, without any chatter. Love them though I do---my needs require a bit more attention this weekend. Maybe it can happen.
Now I'm just trying to get some order in my day.
What I really want to do is go by Fresh Market and get another bottle of the Mrs. Meyer's Lavender cleaner. I get the concentrated bottle and put a couple of tablespoons in the MM countertop sprayer I have. It's so soothing---the fragrance just makes me feel better. Besides, that store makes me feel good. What richness. I rarely buy many things---mostly just tea and Mrs. Meyer's goodies, but even walking in there is a treat. Plus, their fresh flowers are the best. We're still enjoying some pink and white carnations oldest daughter bought me last Monday.
And (to change the subject) I need to work on my attitude in regards to interruptions. I'm constantly hit on my kids; their needs are so enthusiastic and immediate. I have to admit to being less than jolly when I'm in the midst of something (usually writing) when they need to share, and my patience has been a bit worn lately. Not sure if the expression on my face matches the mood in my heart, but I'd hope not.
Part of what I deal with is guilt, feeling that even with all the work I do here, I have to justify time for myself. Is that just a Mom thing? I wonder. My husband doesn't seem to have the same problem, and maybe it's something to do with being home all the time. There's no separation between work and play. The environment stays the same, so it's harder to draw a dividing line. Not a new argument, but one that continues to puzzle me.
But rather than beat up myself, I need to find some time to myself. Am just about screaming for time alone, without any chatter. Love them though I do---my needs require a bit more attention this weekend. Maybe it can happen.
