It has been a rough week with the third anniversary of my mom.
So I ate too much and did whatever I could to keep busy, busy, busy — anything not to think about it. I have not been completely successful, but I am getting a lot of stuff into the charity pile.
Why am I sorting so much stuff? Because it has been suggested that my current craft room would be better used as a guest room. Which is true. Matt’s parents spend the night at least once a month on our couches.
But that means I am going to the basement.
It will be fine. I just do not want to do the work.
And on top of it, every time I put Matt’s stuff over in his workshop — which takes up half the square footage of the basement — he tells me he does not have room. My side is apparently still “storage.” He is just not seeing why I am grumpy about it.
I am just grumpy about everything these days.
Anyway, only a few more hours of work to go and then a full 48 hours with the boys. Not that I do not love spending time with them. I just hate serving as group activities leader, chef and mediator for extended lengths of time.
I surrender to you stay-at-home moms. I know I cannot do it.
In the meantime I am looking forward to the SPQ trip and trying to see if we can squeeze in another trip next month.
OK. I am better now that I got all that out.
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