So here I sit. Mid morning on Monday. Still in pajamas. Both girls still in pajamas. Nola is on her second hour of tv. No joke. Can you believe I just admitted that?! I feel guilty that Nola is watching this much tv. Even if it is "educational". I feel guilty that I'm still in pajamas. If someone showed up at my door right now I'd be mortified. And I need to go grocery shopping. I should be leaving right now, but I can't because none of us are ready. It will take a long time to get us all out the door, by then it will be lunchtime. So we'll all be hungry and cranky at the store. My day is running all over me. And this is a common occurrence.
So here's my personal challenge. For the rest of this week (Four days. Weak sauce, I know. Smaller goal= greater chance of success.)I'm going to get up at 6:30, take a shower, get dressed, and put on SHOES. This should get me up before both girls. Nolie's been up at seven lately, but some days this might have me up for an hour or two without them. Score! But that will just be a plus. I'm not going to plan those hours. I've never been an over achiever.
So, friends, it has been written into cyber space. You all know my goal. You're my accountability. My reputation is at stake.
Here's to more productive days! Quality mornings with my girls, and kissing Ryan goodbye each morning while coherent.
