It is official.
I am a zombie. It is 5 p.m. and I have left the house only to take Kavaun for a one-mile walk around our neighborhood. The kitchen looks like the pots and pans cabinet had it out with the tupperware cabinet. Three poopy diapers in knotted up plastic grocery bags rest at the bottom of the stares facing off with my suitcase which is half-full and scattered begging the question of why I folded all those clothes in Oregon anyway.
My list of to-do's needs to work around feeding and sleeping - Kavaun's and my own. A lack of discipline has me updating this blog and putting off the laundry and grocery shopping. In my head I justify my addiction to this laptop (an addiction that has been traded in for TV since I now use the TV to listen to music) that I can not afford to wake this sleepy baby, but the washing machine won't wake him and grocery shopping at noon after his morning nap could have fit into his schedule easily. Oh, that's right - I needed to finish that pot of coffee and shower and shave my four day stubble. And the jet lag. I tried that excuse out for a minute but the truth is I liked being lazy for two days. Today is different though. I am sick of lazy. Time is up.
And while my dripping sarcasm makes it seem like I am upset, that is not the case. I am just honest.
So, I must pledge to get outside everyday that weather permits. That has been the highlight of today - our walk. Somehow between playing basketball with the old guys in less than two hours, I need to get the house presentable, eat something (toast and cereal is all I have eaten all day), get groceries and put food on the table for Beata.
Hmmm. Sounds like I am in quite a fix ("fix" - my stab at imitating an old Southern farmer to further entertain myself).
I will get to it now. Kavaun will wake up soon I am sure. I will feed and change him and hit the store by 6. Yeah, that's the plan. Maybe I will just go get something to have for dinner tonight and go back to the store after hoops for the big time grocery shopping.
This honesty must sound rather pathetic, but I refuse to edit this...
Laughing as my soft rock TV Music station is playing Bobby McFerrin's hit, "Don't Worry, Be Happy." L O L
Hitting Publish right now.
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Hey nothing wrong with a couple days of "vegging" after a hectic trip to Oregon! Within the next day or two you will be back to your pre-Oregon schedule, enjoying the summer, and being a fantastic hubby and daddy! We are heading out in the morning (Thursday) for a 6-day trip with the girls to northern Michigan - St. Ignace (with a trip to Mackinac Island), Escanaba for a couple of days (we have a hotel with an indoor pool/water park), Iron River for a piano concert on Sunday evening (and back to Escanaba after the concert), then heading to Frankfort for a couple days to meet up with Jamie and his family. We will stay at Steve's (my former boss) place in Frankfort with Jamie's mom and then go back and forth to Interlochen (where Jamie is staying) for some boating and visiting. We'll get home sometime Wednesday evening. We are all excited for a fun trip and Mike and Sarah will have a little R & R and "alone time" while we're gone. Keep up the good work - hope to see you guys soon! XOXOXO
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