Mothering Many

Do you remember that I was sick a couple weeks ago? And did I mention that right before I got sick, I had finally achieved a level of smoothly rolling organization and tidiness that allowed me to not feel constantly under the gun? Well, I had. And I did. And now, I am trying to dig out again and I totally hate this. I want to run away from it all. Branson hotels, Bermuda cruises, trips to Wal-Mart, I don’t care, but I don’t want to be here while the laundry is behind and the toilet is dirty. Someone will have to take carry of all that. Today.