Oh, the irony

So last night I posted about how LONG my day was. Today I'm eating my words. I foolishly put the kids to bed at 9-way later than their usual bedtime-and thought to myself "we'll all sleep well, we'll be so productive tomorrow" etc. I made a to-do list, which by itself goes against everything I stand for, and went to bed myself. All hell broke loose at 1:30 when I woke to an glass shattering screech (Hannah). The short version of the painful experience is: it is now 9:22, and she never fell back asleep. (Part of the drama included passing her off to my mom at 5:45 so I could get a few hours of sleep). Ever since she was born, I've been asking myself, Is this kid ever going to sleep? So, long day, longer night=so much for ambitious to-do list. I'm going to post my to-do list exactly as I wrote it last night and we can all laugh at how foolish I was to think I could get something done today. I'll mention here that we are leaving for Boise tomorrow morning for two days.

1.Workout
2. Mail Mari's box
3. Call BYU
4. Call WMH
5. Get addresses for party invites. Make invites with Leah.
6. Eat some good chocolate.
7. Get floss at JoAnn's.
8. Sync iPod, download some stuff.
9. Pack for trip.
10. Review budget. Don't panic.
11. Get enough sleep HAHAHAHA
12. Shirt shopping? Exchange shoes?

It's clear that numbers 6 and 12 should happen immediately (oh, wait...I ate a sundae cone for breakfast.) I'll be lucky if I get half of this done. Excuse me while I go nap or waste time-I can't decide which sounds better.

Comments

Unknown said…
Hope you got a thing or two crossed off. Como va cosas con el papa de tus hijas? Eres muy fuerte. Espero que esten bien. Te extrano.
June 13, 2010 at 5:43 PM
Jennifer Walker said…
You make me laugh! I need to start putting "eat chocolate" on my to-do list. Then I'll feel like I've accomplished something when I cross it off instead of guilty for eating it in the first place!
June 13, 2010 at 9:01 PM
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