Keepin' It Real

So, I try to be honest. I have a very open home, people can come over whenever usually, and I don't care about the state of my house. You get what you get. Except this week. It's gotten bad here. Like REAL bad. Seriously, I'm the person who usually has unswept floors because i can't convince the 4yo to do her chore today and instead ended up putting her in bed. Or the dishes aren't done because as hard as I've fought the 5yo to unload them, they still haven't been done. (I know of ideas/consequences, etc. That's besides the point today.) Or just because we haven't been home. And you can come over and just accept that. And usually, one day during the week, it WILL get done, and look well enough...

But not this week. Every morning this week is VBS. WAHOO! We love it. It's great and exciting. And tiring. This momma thought that preK would be easier than the other grades so therefore easier on my pregnancy and my SPD (Symphysis Pubis Dysfunction- fun stuff!) It gets worse the more I walk. HA! Joke was on me. Actually, Pre K is much easier, as I only have 18 kids and not 40. But man, it's exhausting. And every night I need to review the Bible story and prepare for it, etc.

So yesterday I had plans to take a nap. I got 5 minutes in to the nap and a friend called in an emergency asking if I can watch her kids. Of course I said yes. But no nap. So today, at 3 pm, a storm was coming in. It was beautiful. Got all dark and super windy. Goodbye 90+ weather we had with no A/C. It was cooling off, and rain is great napping weather! I got in bed with Abby, and put Hannah and Zach in their beds. I woke up about 4:15. I don't think anyone else napped. I put a movie on for them, and crawled back in bed... To be awoken by a "Hey Babe" at 5:45!!! YIKES! So I got up and we jointly prepared a delicious enough dinner, that of course the kids didn't eat. Baths and bed and then I looked at my house.

And then I walked in to the office to uuhhh... yeah, prepare the Bible story. (And post on FB and send my mom a text or 5. and read this HILARIOUS article. ) I promise, I'm going to go do the dishes soon. Because my husband was so kind and thoughtful! He went for a run, and said that I should do the dishes while he ran, and then he'd help me fold laundry when he got back. Except, it's 9:15 now and I'm not ready to fold laundry at 9:15. Maybe it'll go faster together? Or we'll probably start talking, get distracted, and give up after one load. Here's the laundry currently. Just deal with it sideways bc I"m too tired to rotate. Yeah, the towels on the floor there- not sure if they're clean or dirty at this point.

 So my husband is home. I should probably get to this.... Yeah, pretty bad huh? At least I know i'll get that part done tonight. I HAVE to. We need dishes for tomorrow... and cereal just doesn't work on paper plates.

 I also REALLY need to mop. Like, I'm wearing flops all the time it's so gross... but really, we're moving next week, and it'll get really nasty then. Is it worth mopping for one week? When I have 0 energy, and I'm in pain, and I can barely get ^ those dishes done.

 And then there's the den... oh the den... I think I may just throw all that in a box when I feel ok enough to walk and bend down at the same time. But there may be food hiding in there that I'm unaware of...

Like I said, it's BAD. But, let's keep it real, and keep me humble. I know, I need to get to working. Or put my husband to work. But oh yeah, he has a PT test next week, so his evenings are busy making sure he's athletic enough to pass, even though he's old now and his requirements got much easier. I just need strength to get through this week and ignore my house, yet also pack, or have energy to get some of it cleaned up.  Lord hear my prayer!