There's always tomorrow.

I know the blog has stooped to a new level of boring. This is why...

I get home 3:30ish each afternoon with children in tow and from there I clean up the mess we left in the house as we were rushing out the door at 7:15 a.m. While doing this I frantically think about dinner before I throw something together and somewhere in all that I play referee to Ryan and Lilly, and then I sip a glass a wine and surf the net taking in Facebook and a few of my favorite blogs and then we eat dinner and I do a few more things with the kids or I clean up a bit more, or I take them outside to play if it isn't raining or hasn't rained, which it has been doing a lot these days. This takes up all my time between 3:30 p.m. and 8:30 p.m. It doesn't stop there because then it is time to get the kids ready for bed and then to be honest with you I am ready for bed, too, but because I hate to admit I want to go to bed at 8:30 p.m. I try to stay up until 9:00 p.m, but then just about every night I fall asleep on the couch or I go upstairs saying I am going to read in bed, but that never lasts long because I usually turn the lights out by 9:15 p.m. I suppose I could write a post around 9 o'clock, but I am never very coherent at that time of day so I worry that my sentences are just going to slur together and be a jumbled mess, you know, kinda like this paragraph, so I go to sleep thinking I'll share my thoughts another day.

There's always tomorrow.