The Handbasket

It's always amazing to me that I can go months and months without much to do.  I'm not saying that I don't do much.  (I'm raising 3 children under the age of 8, so my definition of doing "nothing" is skewed I'm sure...)

But nothing out of the ordinary. 

Just everyday stuff.  Get the kids to school, work out, pick one kid up, make lunch, clean house, pick the other kid up, do afterschool activities, make dinner, get homework done, get everyone to bed, work, etc.  And the next day looks pretty much the same.

You know, come to think of it, I always thought that my life would have turned out more interesting.... Well, it's not over yet... You never know....

So, I didn't think that it'd be a big deal to schedule some different things this week.  It's Spring Break and my sons are with their father (my daughter is still with me).  I figured I'd have all kinds of time to get things done. 

Like get started packing (YAY!).  Get things organized.  Get my name change finalized (credit cards, drivers' licence, social security card, etc.). 

And then my daughter got sick.  (She's much better today, for those of you who are curious, thank you.)


But my whole plan went to hell in a handbasket.  Probably wrapped with a lovely bow, now that I think of it. 

I know better than to plan. 

I really do.

But I just can't help myself. 

For example, today...  I had plans to be out the door at 7:15am.  Driving to Pennsylvania so that I could be at the DMV with my new lease in hand (and my court order changing my name) at 8:30am so that I could get my new license.  With that license (which I HAVE to have for the next step), I was going to go to my sons' new school and get them registered.  That's at 1-3pm.

But I still don't have my lease back from the landlord.  ARGH!!!!

So, I'm waiting.  And, if you read this blog often you'll remember, I don't wait well....

Guess it's a lesson I'm supposed to be learning here....

Deep breath.

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