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Too Much to Do

I have too much to do and none of it is work related. I would need to get work done, a lot of it. I would also have a house to take care of that is being neglected because I do not have a clone.

The ideal work week would be Monday through Friday while the kid is at school. The ideal housekeeping schedule would be first thing in the morning and just before last thing in the evening so I can rest. It is not working out that way. That would be a contributing factor to my stress.

Things are disappearing in this house. Things like the harness for the dog so I can control him better in the afternoons while we wait on the school bus.

Losing things in this house typically means that the house has to be ripped apart only to find the missing item where you would least expect it to be. It’s getting aggravating.

Tiny hands lose the book that is wanted for bedtime, and will not settle for anything else. I am hunting down organizers and labels. The kid can read to put things back, now to find out if her father can. One of the biggest problems over the last seven years has been getting him to put things where they go instead of where he thinks that they do.

OK it’s time to go find my sanity in what is fast becoming a disaster area. 

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