Weekend...Rest. I Don't Think So

The weekend finally here and we made it. What you would think is that the running comes to a end and things can get done here. Not so fast. The kids will be waking up to go to Meijers and finish up the school list that I forgot to buy. New shoes that they have to have. And you know that it isn't just pencils and erasers but disinfectant wipes and index cards. We are supplying the overworked and underpaid teachers now. Public school is not free anymore.

As soon as the shopping is done, it is off to football pictures for T. Then go get some sort of nutritional lunch. During the game at some point, I will be leaving to get C to his game at a different location that will begin during the middle of number one son's game. Immediately after C game, their dad will take them all to the place that they will be racing MX on Sunday morning. They go the day ahead so that they are prepared for the next morning that starts at 8am and continues Thur 6pm. Whew did you keep up with me. Yes, this is my life and I wouldn't change it well yes and no. Trying to get Casey involved in something, but seriously not sure I can squeeze any more at this time. I would if there was something she would want to do. She is a great supporter of her brothers.

I am opting not to go to the races on Sunday. Feeling of guilt have come and gone and will come again. But I need to stay home and make my house a home. Friday I started to clean but I need to cut grass and grocery shop. Yes I do realize that my children come first and I don't need a clean home. But clean home=clear head. And that is what I need! I feel pulled in all directions and that is not good for me and for my kids. They will suffer if I am running around like a mad woman on Monday morning. And the practices all start up again. Fall ball and football season just started. Not to mention that homework will be flooding in. Running and biking is there any time for that? I have worked so hard and I don't want that to fall to way side because once again the kids do suffer. When momma isn't happy no one is happy.

Wow huge thoughts for a early morning. These are a few on my concerns. Trying to keep it all together before I loose it. Trying to do what my shrink told me 8 years ago...journal. Lucky yous. You never thought you would be a part of my healing did you?