Too Much to Do, Too Little Time

Isn't that the way it always is? I know there are lots of folks on my FL who can sympathize.

I'm getting ready to fall asleep here at my desk, looking through all the labor cards I have to finish checking, and wondering how the heck I'm going to make it until I get home at 8:30-9:00 tonight. I've been gone from home since 6:15 this morning.

Youngest son has play practice until I get him out early at 4:15. Then he and oldest son have to be at the school district's District Office at 5:00 (after youngest changes into his AcaDeca team "uniform"...black pants, white shirt, black tie, red sweater...school colors) for an awards dinner, honoring the team members and coaches.

However, oldest son (who is their assistant coach) also has Calculus 3 tonight at 6:00, at college. So, he gets to eat for 40-45 minutes and then I pick him up and whisk him off to class.

Then, daughter and I go back to the school district office for the school board meeting, where youngst son and rest of team are going to be presented, honored, and receive awards because they placed 14 in the region. (Out of 52 schools, I think it is.)

Then, back to pick up oldest son at 7:50 at school.

Home from there if the school board meeting is over. If not, back to the district office to wait for youngest son to be finished before we can go home.

And, at some point in all of that, daughter and I must have food, or I'll be dead by the time I get home.

Thank heavens I wrote a few words this morning and can hopefully get a few more in tonight before I collapse.

But, I've only got to work one more day this week. Then I have two days off.

Ahhhhh.....something to look foward to.

Dang! I'm Tired!

Got home about 15 minutes ago. Drinking a diet Coke. Going to sleep as soon as it--and this post--are finished.

A few minutes ago, as I was making a trip down the hall, I saw something that really meant a lot to me. Tonight, my sons got commendations from the school district where my youngest attends and my oldest coaches. Both for Academic Decathlon. They were both given photos and a thank you note each by the teacher who sponsors the team.

Youngest son was sitting in the floor in his room with a scrapbook kit I gave him for Christmas (gave each of the kids one to keep their special stuff in). He had come straight home, gone in there, and started putting his award, pictures, and note in his scrapbook.

It amazed me at Christmas that, with a video game and other things that I got him, he liked that scrapbook so much. I was so pleased to discover that he's keeping it up. He came in a few minutes ago to show me the results. That simple scrapbook meant a lot to him...and that means a lot to me. :)

I'd hoped to add more words to what I wrote earlier today, but I'm one of the living dead right now and must sleep soon.

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