Why does this week seem so hard?

Our normally tidy house has piles. Piles! Not big piles, mind you, but still piles. An attic pile, a put-away-later pile, a scrapbook pile, and a homemade-presents-in-progress pile. I am a strict believer in the "a place for everything and everything in its place" motto, so these piles are really bringing me down today.

Why is it so hard to put stuff away this week? I just feel like I can't catch up.

And it's not just the piles... I've got a foot-long butternut squash shell sitting on the stove (new food for Mary), a dirty blender in the sink, and clothes sitting in the washer. And I'm in here on the computer. I know, I know. Get up and do something about it!

No.

In my nicest yet firm voice, no.

I've been running around all day, I just put Mary down for a nap, so no, I will not do work right now. Aaahhh.... I feel better just saying that. This is my "me" time to relax for a little bit, no matter if Mary is not really sleeping (she stays in her crib for at least one hour at nap time, regardless if any napping is going on). Yes, she's not really sleeping, I can hear her talking through the wall. 16 more minutes, little one.

This week has been fast and furious. Stephen and I have our monthly date night this Saturday, so that's the light at the end of this tunnel. We're planning on going to a wonderful Mexican (of course) restaurant that has unlimited guacamole! Yes, UNLIMITED! Stephen said that's all he's going to eat, but I'm sure he'll break down and get a Speedy Gonzales if that's on the menu. Three more days, three more days, three more days...

10 minutes left, I better go try to do something about that butternut squash shell before I get Mary up. Happy Wednesday.