So, I was all gung-ho to really get myself blogging again by participating in NaBloPoMo (which is a crazy acronym for National Blog Posting Month, which happens to be in November), but I fell off the wagon the very first weekend.
Because it was a glorious, wonderful, heaven-sent, UNSCHEDULED weekend. And we got a million things done. We raked leaves (in the crazy beautiful weather we've been having)(Hello? We ALWAYS have snow by now)(I can say ALWAYS because this is only our third November here), we brought in the deck furniture and the grill, we moved furniture back into the newly carpeted playroom, we cleaned, cleaned, cleaned, and Joel even went golfing (see beautiful weather).
But I didn't blog that day. Or Sunday. So, I lose at NaBloPoMo, which is totally fine with me because it takes me about ten minutes just type that out correctly anyway.
But I'll still try harder.
Which is why I'm posting now. When all I really want to do is go to bed and read my book, and possibly even sleep. Sleep sounds really wonderful to me right now, because I have continued the weekend work right through today and it felt good.
You want to know what else feels good? Daylight Savings Time. It's probably why I even had so much energy today, you know. Because the sun was up when I walked the girls to the bus stop. I really need the sun (of course, if nobody ever invented DST, I would have had the sun in the morning all along).
Also, getting up in the morning with a five-year-old wrapped around you (yes, she STILL sneaks into our bed circa 5:00 am) who refuses to get up and instead says to you, "I'll wake up in ten more cuddles, Mom."
Well, that feels pretty good, too.