Just When I Think I am Starting to Get it Together....

Ever since our double dose of the RSV virus, the weeks with two kids have seemed easier. I don't feel so completely crazed. In fact, this week I have been rather proud of myself. The girls and I have been productive, I haven't been screaming like the Mom's you see on Nanny 911 and
the house has stayed neater. I have even had moments when I think , "Ah...the bliss of two children."

I realized I am delusional yesterday. The reminder of my truly addled state came early in the morning. You see, the day before yesterday, I had stopped off at the meat market to buy flank steaks. I bought 2, so I could cook one and freeze one, 'cuz let's face it, trips to a special meat market are a luxury. The day I went to the meat market was busy. I had been to Whole Foods, then the meat market, then I had to pick up La Nina at school. So, when we got home, I had groceries and 2 kids to unload from the car. I dashed into the house with the steaks, set them in the laundry room with my purse, then I dashed back out of the house after the girls, who were running down the street shrieking like banchees.

After herding the girls into the house, unloading the groceries, feeding Maggie a late lunch, getting La Nina down for her nap, I still had work to do. I was having a friend for dinner that night, and wanted to get some spaghetti sauce started, the house cleaned up and Maggie down as well. I started the sauce, put Maggie down and was about to start cleaning up, when I discovered my vacuum cleaner was in pieces in the laundry room. I was trying to fix the vaccuum, when La Nina woke up screaming. She had an accident during her nap that is always upsetting for her. I changed her, calmed her down and went back to the spaghetti sauce, figuring the vaccuum would have to wait.

Then before I knew it, Maggie was up, the friend arrived and we had a completely delightful evening. After my friend left, I had girls to put to bed, a kitchen to clean and a dozen emails to answer. I discovered my steaks in the laundry room while I was feeding the dogs the next morning. UGHH!!! Maybe I don't have it together after all...