Back to Racing

Yeah, racing. As in the rat race. As in feeling like I'm just chasing my tail and getting no where. Five and a half months of having my hubby home and able to help with little tasks has me spoiled... . We're still in "re-entry" mode, each of us adjusting to our changed roles, and waiting to see how the chips will fall. For instance, Mark is working today, something he hasn't had to do for a L-O-N-G time on a Saturday (at least not on a regular basis). So this leaves me and the kids playing catch-up. But I'd really rather be sleeping right now. Last night we had 8 teen girls over in honor of Hannah's birthday for a movie night...we rented a projector, hung a sheet over the window, plugged the sound into the stereo and had the full movie theater effect with the bonus of being able to pause and rewind if we missed something, needed to eat something or go to the bathroom. It was fun, but lasted until after midnight, then I had to bring a few home... then it was up bright and early to help with Peter's paper route--Mark usually does, but since he had to work, it was up to me today. So I guess it's bottoms up on the caffeine for me today!