10 Days

Ah, Wednesday already?  I think I just felt the panic set in. 

Do you know what today is? Today the countdown begins to Doom’s Day (haha!). 

In 10 days my house will be full of people for a week and a few days.  Yep, it’s that time of year again: Merrie Monarch week.  Dun, dun, duuuuun! 

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It’s a week and a few days when I get bombarded by people.  People coming and going at all hours.  A week and a few days of chaos and zero order or schedule.  My routine gets flown out the window, my patience gets tested, I have neck popping moments, and the Radicals are fed crap food.  I have 10 days to mentally prepare myself because I ain’t gonna lie…I’m a control freak.  It’s time to get my “woo-saa” on and let it go!  I have 10 days to finish wrecking shop.  I have 10 days to see check marks next to everything on my gigantic to-do list.  10 days of not having to do boot camp because I’m too busy moving furniture I shouldn’t be moving by myself.  But it needs to be done and done it’ll be. 

The list could go on and on…but above all of this, it’ll be a week and a few days spent with family and friends; family and friends that we haven’t seen in a year.  It’ll be a week and a few days to catch up on life happenings, have a bottle (or two or maybe three) of wine every night (I’m kidding, or maybe not), eat too much food, and laugh until I have to pee.  Okay, moving on…

In 10 days, we will be celebrating Radical #1’s birthday.  His 4^th birthday may I add.  Ugh, when did this happen?  Can he stop growing?  I hope I don’t have a meltdown.  Oh gosh, if I can’t handle him turning 4, how will I handle the future?  How will I handle his first day of school or his graduation or his first girlfriend or when he goes off to college or the day he gets married?  A little exaggerated, I know.  I’m sure I’m not the only mom in the whole wide world to be a little exaggerated when it comes to their kids, no?

There’s one too many things happening in 10 days.

On another note: I wish I could keep my bag clean and organized for more than one day.  The funny thing is that I only use my bag when we’re out of the house which is rarely.  So why does my bag always look like a tornado went through it?  How do y’all keep your bag clean and organized?

Jenn.