Happy Belated New Year!
I guess it’s going to take me awhile before I get use to this blogging. My mind races with words before I get a moment to settle and type away.
New Year was all right, been the same since forever, hanging at home and trying to keep the kids awake. Except the older we get it is more like the kids trying to keep us awake!
I started this blog because I needed to vent. The title should have been Confessions from a SAHM.
Both kids got school to day, which is a great relief for me since this is the first week of school after two weeks of long Christmas break. I say long because we can’t financially afford to do much, even with the great job MyLove has. There just never seems to be enough hours in a day.
There is just so much I want to do, my computer designs, clean, learn how to work the sewing machine that was given as a gift to #1 and me. No never sewn, but she wants to be a fashion designer (at least in this moment of her life) and I thought it would be great if I could really encourage her to focus on that. She has had a lot of experiences in her young life and I think its time to get her mind on something she could have great interest in. I always thought kids would do great if they had their mind set on something and had to work for it, such as getting good grades and spending time on their hobby.
I finally finished a bed I started a week before Christmas for #2. Turns out I really, really, really miss woodworking and painting. That all goes into so little hours in a day. I painted a great neon colored zebra striped jewelry box for #1. And, I’m still working on the painting I started for MyLove’s birthday, just days after Christmas. Doubt they will get finished in a reasonable amount of time, since I promised #1 I’d get started on figuring out how to use the sewing machine. Besides this is getting bad, the worst words that could ever come out of my mouth is…’I’m starting to turn out like my mother’. That’s not a good thing! That is also a story for another blog, but long story short I disowned her. Part of her habit was keeping the eating table full of her paints and other crap that starts to hide under other crap that gets piled up. Which meant we never ate together as a family, only in the living room but as we got older we ate in our own rooms even, this is not what I wanted for my family. This might be the 2nd time I’ve made this mess and we ended up eating in the living room but I’m smart enough to make sure that it gets cleaned up so we can get back to eating at the table.
Well, I got to create a Thank You note for one of the PTO board members. She took the time to make homemade cinnamon rolls for the PTO meeting last night. Since I’m the communication coordinator I thought it would be great to do a thank you note, which in turn will encourage all members to want to be more creative. I tell you, this is an art school and there are hardly any creative parents. Besides, both kids will be up soon and the day will start.
