How did my best laid plans get interrupted already?
I hate when I schedule things and they don't get done. It really irritates me. Then I get irritated that I'm irritated. :-/
On Friday, I spent a large majority of the day cleaning and organizing. My husband will be out of the area on a lengthy TDY trip (that's army-speak for "out of town for work") soon and I'm desperate to get a laundry list of tasks done before he leaves. I am NOT changing the air filters in the ceiling...and other tales of an army wife... :) As a result, I was not able to stand over Adisson's shoulder while he worked and he didn't get everything done.
Last night, I reworked this week's schedule to include any missed assignments from Friday. It was going to make for a heavy workload today, but I was sure we'd get through it. I had a doctor's appointment this morning that I thought would be quick, fast, and in a hurry. I figured I'd be home before ten and then we would have the whole day to get school work done.
Errrrrnt. (that's the sound of a buzzer or something. It says "wrong!!") I was at the doctor's office ALL MORNING. It was a very productive appointment but it messed up all my plans. Ugh. I got home, fed the boys, and laid down on the couch. Then I decided to get everyone loaded up in the van to go look at a model home.
Because on top of Adam leaving for awhile, on top of being sick (more on that at the end), and on top of homeschooling the boys, we're buying a house. And not just any house. A house that hasn't been built yet. Yep. I like to cram it all in together.
So then we spend a few hours looking at houses and our potential new neighborhood. We love it. I mean, LOVE it. I take the boys to McDonald's to say thank you for being so good while I was talking to the builder's rep. and by the time we got home, it was 7:00. And still no work done today.
So I feel a little defeated. Week three and we're behind the eight ball.
(Note: I have an immune deficiency. Prior to moving to NC, I received regular blood treatments for the disorder but when we relocated, it took me a long time to get the process started up again. Now I'm back to getting my care figured out and this time with the aid of a great doctor who understands my condition.)