I HAVE wondered what made me decide to blog and yesterday is a prime example. 6 am wake to last nights mess--remove trash and dishes from living room and get T up for school. He hates to get up and insists still that I provide each item of clothing while he lies in bed. Otherwise the morning drags out with me doing a countdown every five minutes until I go in and dress him. T is out the door, I putting on make up so she can come while I do headstart and kindergarden registration. Total chaos trying to do two applications simultaneously since two different women were in charge. Repeadly asked to quiet down for someone was testing so I ask I to take the kids out and she starts argue!!! WTF, making the noise I AM TRYING TO AVOID. This AFTER we discovered the car liked its windsheild wipers running and sometime in the night they started ripping the wiper to shreds. Pulling fuses solved that temporarily but I am plagued knowing I dropped a fuse and have no idea what it was for. Oh well. The car is running ? We will see for how long. Today, I get to tie T's shoes because he is too lazy or too right brained to do it for himself. I am seeing them out the door now.
Now today my plan is not to leave the house but I need to run down to WIC. Since the Library is next door we might as well go spend an hour or so. E is still not going smoothly with E. Hopefully the library will spark some interest in reading. She hates it and struggles so I research and research but cannot find that one thing that will make reading come alive.
Now what to do with my 25 lbs of carrots. I am searching the net today for somethingd that the kids will like besides cut up carrots and dressing. Tonight I will parboil then fry with maple syrup and a bit of brown sugar along with tempeh and cucumbers and tomatoes. The key is going to be--does this spot get filled with recipes I find and love or does it remain as barren as it is now. Talking ABOUT it and ACTUALLY producing something are two entirely different beasts. Thank Good I have cut hours of facebook out of my day. I don
don't know how I was getting anything done.
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