About five weeks ago I declared I was taking massive action and writing one blog post a day for 30 consecutive days.
I had really fallen out of the blog writing routine, and I was super erratic with posts, and I wanted and needed to get some consistency back.
I wrote 32 consecutive posts.
I fell off the wagon on the 33rd day when it was about 10:45 pm and I hadn’t written a post and there was still an hour and fifteen minutes left in the day but my eyeballs were on fire.
So I skipped a day and went to bed.
Then I wrote three more posts in the next three days.
And then we had a four-day swim meet this past Thursday through Sunday that about killed me and I just couldn’t muster up the energy to get everyone where they needed to be and exercise and write blog posts.
So I chose exercise over blog posts.
Then Monday I had a bunch of swim lessons to teach and I totally forgot we had swim practice at a different pool that’s a little farther away than normal and then today I had jury duty and got home in just enough time to throw some dinner together and then leave for swim practice.
And we have another big four day meet this Thursday through Sunday where I have three kids swimming in three different sessions starting at 6:30 a.m. and ending around 4:00 and then two of them swimming at finals each night which will go until about 7 pm and I’ll get home around 8 or 8:30.
Three days of that schedule is beyond exhausting.
So it’s going to be a grueling weekend again.
And the last thing I want to be doing is writing a blog post at 9:57 pm on a Tuesday night.
But the last post I published was six days ago so I gotta get my ass back in gear.
So let me just share this.
My younger three usually go to camp from 9:30 – 12:30 but it was cancelled today because it’s a triathlon camp and it was super rainy and there wasn’t enough room inside the Y with all the other activities and classes going on for the kids to stay inside and work out.
So they stayed home.
All five of the kids.
And I had no babysitter or anything and I left my five kids ages 7, 9, 10, 12, and 14 home alone from 8:30 a.m. until 3:30 when I got home and when I left the kitchen was spotless and I told them “THE KITCHEN WILL LOOK JUST LIKE IT LOOKS RIGHT NOW WHEN I GET HOME.”
AND WHEN I GOT HOME THE KITCHEN LOOKED JUST LIKE IT DID WHEN LEFT.
And Number 4 had made chocolate chip pancakes from scratch for everyone and there was no evidence of them.
And Number 5 and 7 had completely cleaned up the upstairs playroom that had gotten a little bit out of hand. Without me even suggesting that.
And there was no blood and there was no fire and nothing (that I know of) was broken.
And now that I think about it, I really didn’t give the kids any credit or even recognize how well they had done on their own all day.
My kids did good today.
And now I’m back on the blog post writing wagon, so I’m going to bed.