“…but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.” Proverbs 31:30
Today I woke up at 6, grabbed a coffee and a sweatshirt, threw my teenager and some friends in the car and took them to track practice.
I started laundry at 6:30 am and that has been running non-stop and now about to fold my sixth load with number seven in the wash and the final number eight waiting its turn on the floor in front of them. I still have that one lonely sock without his friend.
The dishwasher has been emptied twice, has run two full loads, and is waiting to be emptied yet again this evening.
I served five breakfasts, made two lunches to go and two more at home, baked banana bread and a chocolate cake, snacked four hungry kids and made tacos for dinner for the six of us. I cleaned the kitchen three times.
Went to the gym, the grocery store, the dry cleaners, took a kid for a haircut, paid some bills, registered my baby for kindergarten, ran kids to school and picked up some others in the afternoon. Registered two kids for sports and made travel plans for another one.
Did some creative work online, proofread a brochure, began a new writing project and scheduled media for the week for a volunteer job I picked up recently.
