It's 9:00 on a Friday morning, and I am wearing cozy comfy clothes. For real. Those of you who know me know that I am a jeans-until-bed kinda girl. I just like being "dressed". However, this morning I slipped into some cozy yoga pants, a tank top, and a long sleeved over shirt that I got for free from the Bucket of Blood Saloon in Virginia City when we were there this summer for my dad's company party. And now I'm sitting, not cleaning, listening to my girls dance to a song on Camp Rock 2 in the other room, and blogging. I'm deciding which of my house projects I'd like to tackle first today, and admiring Zoe's mismatched socks that she put on by herself.
I am trying to create balance for my days at home. A balance between sitting and enjoying my children, and taking care of "business" around the house. It's hard. I'd like to say that I will figure it out someday, but I have a feeling that this will be something I'll be challenged at throughout my life as a parent.
And now, excuse me while I go and drink another chai, cold this time, while I aim to fill a bag full of stuff to get rid of. Wish me luck.