Seriously, it's not the baking, the laundry, or even the teaching that gets me. It's the constant, unending, streaming redirection. I'm pooped by lunch. So, if anything is going to get done, it needs to be done by lunch or odds are good that I'll fall asleep in the middle of it.
So, where'd ya take the parents for dinner? ;)
And the routine of teaching four? It'll come. It will. (I have to believe it will, and so, I am going to share my vision with you! LMK if it works, k?)
Hey, when did you go off WF cooking? How are you all feeling?
Dy