Walking Backwards

The weekend passed uneventfully because, well, Nicholas was sick the entire time. I ended up skipping the hiking and the outdoorsy stuff and the cleaning obviously went out the window. We just sat on the couch watching movies the entire weekend. So now my house looks like a bunch of sick people lived in it over the weekend; tissues everywhere, laundry piled up, but Nicholas feels much better. Now I have to find a way to get motivated not to sit on the couch and perpetuate my laziness and get my house in order so that we can get dressed in the morning and not stick to the floor as we walk across the kitchen. This task is made all the more difficult because I was helping parent at Nicholas' school today and am utterly exhausted after chasing around twelve three year-olds. AND, we just received my mother-in-law's gifts to Nicholas for Christmas which are sitting in my closet as a visual reminder of the fact that the f**cking holidays are upon us and that I better get my ass in gear with that or else I'm going to end up at the mall paying twenty times as much as I intended to because I waited until what would be the reasonable time to purchase gifts and can't find anything for the thirty (I'm not exaggerating) people on my list. Hmmmm, I seem to be feeling a little hostile. So, maybe instead of being productive, I think I'm hopping in the bath with some anti-anxiety medication and a glass of wine and I'm going to tell my husband to come pull me out when I start to resemble overcooked spaghetti. After all - - - Tomorrow is another day :)