Why Can’t Every Day Be Like Today?

Or should I say, why can’t I be like this every day? I was, how do you say….ON IT, today. We successfully got through everything I planned in school. I delegated some stuff to the kids (like switching out loads of laundry), which helped out immensely. They did it, mostly without grumbles. They watched Howl’s Moving Castle, and really liked it. While they did that, I chatted with my partner in crime online, prevented the baby from systematically UNdecorating the Christmas tree, and cleaned the kitchen.

I made white chili and cornbread and it was delicious. I read Olivia to Fiona for the 9 millionth time and got her to bed. I read Black Beauty to Bri and Eli and we realized that we are 20 pages from the end. So excited! Then after all the children were in bed for the night, I decided that what I really needed were some homemade chocolate chip cookies. And I made some. And I’m still making them. And they. are. amazing. Life altering, some might say.

So anyway, that’s a lot of stuff. I stayed busy all day, but more importantly, I didn’t completely lose my mind. I feel productive and satisfied and full of cookies.

All this likely means that tomorrow is going to be awful, but I’m hoping that’s not the case.