Well, 2 down and 29 to go. Who thinks I’ll actually follow through with this? Last year I chose to write about 31 Days of Procrastination, knowing that it would be totally ok to put off finishing the series…forever. It was both a joke and a copout at the same time.
But this time, I want to do it for real. I just want to give curious onlookers a little peek into our everyday life.
Surprise: We’re busy around here, every day, all the time.
What follows is just a brief and woefully incomplete list of what transpired today:
Morning chores, breakfast and school. Ideally, those happen every day. In real life, not so much. But today: yes.
Once school was underway, I took Bethany and Parker over to Deanna’s house to stay for a few hours and meet her new kitten. Deanna referred to the kitten as our first grandchild. She is cute, but I’m not taking her for portraits.
I stopped by the grocery store on the way home and picked up 6 dozen eggs (a 3-5 day supply for us), a gallon of milk (because we were down to 1 1/2 gallons) and 3 bottles of conditioner because – as Kaitlyn put it – we’re all ugly right now. We need conditioner.
I rushed home to meet our friends, who were dropping off a small freezer, 63 pounds of potatoes, a kitchenaid mixer, and sundry other things to help us help them with their upcoming wedding.
I worked on our church’s website.
I picked up Parker and Bethany from Deanna’s house, stopping at the dentist on the way home to ask a few questions.
Did a reading lesson with Bethany.
Made dinner. Again, ideally this happens every day. Except when it doesn’t.
Perry, Kaitlyn, Lydia, Megan and I went to Krav class.
After class, we stopped at WalMart. Today at WalMart, we found ourselves in the position to do a good deed. It was no great sacrifice on our part, but we were able to take someone from tears and outrage to a smile. It was a blessing to us to be able to help someone else who had been feeling helpless.
Somewhere in there, I also vacuumed my bedroom, did 4 loads of laundry, nursed the baby 7 times, and did my biggest set of chin-ups ever on the bar in our bathroom doorway.
But the part of the day that I captured in photos was when the brush truck made its twice annual round through out neighborhood. Everyone has been trimming trees and shrubs in anticipation. The kids have been asking all week when the brush would be picked up, because this is waaay better than trash day. Instead of just watching the big iron arms lift the trash can and dump it, you get to watch The Claw pick up whole piles of branches and logs, swing them through the air, and tamp them in the bed of the trucks. It’s quite an event.
As you can see, we scored some nice firewood from the neighbor’s pile before the truck came.
The little kids weren’t the only ones watching the show.
I was out there too, but I was just watching the kids, of course. I’m a mom. I’m much too dignified to stand outside barefoot watching The Claw do its job.by Did you enjoy this post? Please share it with your friends!