Monday, September 10, 2012

Good intentions, huh?

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.)

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