Is it Sunday already?

24 Jul

So yeah, this week.

Have you ever had one of those weeks where everything just comes together at just the right time, in just the right way so that almost everything you wanted to accomplish gets done?

Me neither.

This week was no exception. Here’s what I wanted to do:

1. Get the house cleaned up. (This is always on my list – but it’s such a mess now I can barely breathe.)
2. Get both girls’ rooms all done (as per my list.)
3. Get the leftover garage sale stuff out of the garage (finally) and out to a variety of non-profits.
4. Get back into my “cook dinner nightly” routine. It’s probably generous to call it a routine. How about “effort”?

Here’s what I actually did:

1. Played about 20 steel-cage-death-match games of Words with Friends.
2. Got some of the girls’ rooms done – I’m close, though, so look for that post this week.
3. Saw the final Harry Potter for the second time.
4. Ate a lot of take-out. Except for the night I made sandwiches.

We did pick Beans up from camp today where she very obviously had a great time. She is tan and happy and bursting with stories of taking early morning polar bear swims in the lake, campfires and mountain biking. She also brought home two weeks worth of laundry.

Laundry aside, I am just so happy to have all my babies back home. Of course the bickering has already started. Every kids should go to camp, if only so we parents can re-discover all their sweetness over again. Let’s face it, sometimes the things we adore about our kids – their laugh, their smile, their unique way of singing or telling a story – gets lost in the un-done chores, the sibling spats and all the rushing around that seem to consume life these days. I feel like I appreciate them all so much more now. I’m hoping it will make a slightly better mom – reminding myself what it was like when they were away.

I never got a chance to actually photograph her quilt – which I finally finished – because I was so pressed for time I was actually sewing the binding on as we were driving to camp. Did I mention I get car sick? Good times.

Her arms were too tired to keep holding it up. I guess roasting marshmallows can really tucker a girl out.

And then there are the dogs. If I had a nickel for every time I said “No Charlie!” this week, or grabbed some errant item out of his mouth (like my brand new vacuum, for example) I could hire someone to teach this dog some manners. I have two other dogs who are very well-behaved but Charlie – ugh, I don’t know what it is with him – he’s a hellion. No joke, he was standing on the kitchen table this morning. Eating a bagel.

What. The. Hell.

And here’s what happened to the pizza box. I was out of the room for no more than 90 seconds:

Maybe I should start making my To Do lists shorter. Or maybe Charlie needs to go to camp!

Am I the only one who has had weeks like this? Or a dog like this?


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