I’m supposed to be cleaning house. This afternoon, in an effort to be as perfect as all the other people, I was going to clean the floors…right after I cleaned the kitchen. So I started cleaning the kitchen but then got distracted by a buttered tortilla. The day just went downhill from there. Maybe when I’m done writing this I’ll do the dishes. Maybe.
Anyway, it’s been quite some time since I’ve written here and I’ve really missed it. The trouble is that I have my most thought-provoking blog-post ideas when I’m nowhere near my laptop, and when I try to remember them later all I can think of is how good those buttered tortillas taste and my mind goes blank. The struggle is real. (hashtag hipstermama)
So what’s new? I think the last time I was here we had just gone to the library. (Hot damn!) I’ll have you know I haven’t returned those books yet. It’s on my list, just as surely as I must be on the library’s watch list at this point.
Here are just a few things, aside from my sh*t memory, that have been keeping me from returning those books:
1. Only Parenthood. Not to be mistaken for Single Parenthood. Many, many things fall through the cracks of my ailing memory and lack of superpowers. People say, “I don’t know how you do it,” and I’m like, “I DON’T.” Despite my shortcomings, my kids are awesome and I could not love them more. Thank God, because if they were a-holes it would be way harder.
2. Work, work, work, work, work. I’ve got the best job. It’s kept me quite busy lately, which is awesome, but the blog and the library have suffered. Sorry, blog. At least the library will make some money off me.
3. Oh, yeah. I met a man. And…he’s awesome. Truly. He’d probably give me a ride to the library to return our books if I asked him, he’s really that good. I dig him, and he’s worth all of the late fees and I’m totally keeping him. I’ll write more about him later if he gives me his permission. Right now I’m still protecting the innocent.
So there. Life is good and life is full. I think I’ll start carrying a little notebook around with me so I don’t forget everything. I’d hate for the four of you to be deprived of my deep thoughts. (*cough*) :-)