Crazy life

This week was insane, way to much going on and bringing me to near breaking point this morning. Why do I do so much? Why do I say yes? Why do I have good ideas of stuff to do? I like to do stuff is my problem, and I want to do fun things. But I really need to SLOW DOWN! Anyway, enough about that. Still processing what changes can and need to take place. I just think that people must look at me and say, "What a crazy lady!!!" I am always rushing off somewhere, with twelve bags and two children and a stroller and a water bottle and and and, late for this, didn't have time to get that, my hair a mess and clothes spotted... man.

FINALLY got the floors done; they haven't been mopped in a week, FINALLY got the dishes done, FINALLY got the laundry folded and put away that has been on the couch for two weeks. Of course, there are two more loads to be folded now, and a queue at the machine. I didn't blend the carrots that are in the fridge that I cooked last week, so I hope they are still good. I didn't wash the fridge, which I kind of need to do because for Gemma's birthday I made yellow cake that calls for 16 eggs yolks (it was a double batch) and so I saved all the egg whites, thinking I may make an omelette or whatever. Yah right. The bowl got pushed further and further back in the fridge until it finally hit the gap between the shelf and the back of the fridge, tipped, and leaked egg white all down the back of my fridge, pooling at the bottom. For the first week it was really sticky and everything you put there got sticky but now it has crystalized into this crusty powder. Suffice to say that the fridge needs to be cleaned. (and all the jars on the bottom shelf.)

Going to have a babyfood making party with a friend this week, which I am pumped about. I need to get off my parenting island and hear about other ideas from the outside world.