Bean's down for her nap now, and I should be doing all sorts of things other than sitting in front of the computer. I should be outside planting the few remaining plants destined for the bog garden still languishing in their pots. (The weather has appropriately cooled off again, no longer 92 frigging degrees like it was earlier in the week.) I should be scrubbing scummy toilets. I should be packing for the Girl Scout camping trip I'm taking Sister's troop on tomorrow.
But what I should really be doing is trying to convince myself that taking 12 girls aged 8-10 camping will be fun and inspiring and not too rainy or buggy or sleepless or just generally too much of a pain in the ass for this homebody mama. I'm not there yet.