I suspect that some years down the road, when I look back on this era in my life, I will think of it as a time when I didn't do anything particularly well. I'm pretty smart and accustomed to feeling more or less successful in whatever way I choose to spend my time. Not in a brilliant, genius kind of way. Just, you know, pretty good.
Now, I don't whether it's because a third kid has thrown me or if the new business is taking its toll, but I just feel like I suck at stuff. I can't keep up with this blog or others' blogs or even the business blog. I can't manage not to yell at the kids at least once during the course of my day (and let's face it, it's usually more than once). I can't figure out how to improve my deteriorating relationship with Sister which seems to be made worse with every day of math homework. I can't get anything done. The house is filthy. Every available horizontal space is taken up with boxes of crap. You know? It's just overwhelming if I stop to think about it. And I've never been very good at ignoring things that bother me.
Intellectually I know that this is probably par for the course with young children around, but I just don't know how to turn off my inner control freak.
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Sounds like my house. Due to home repairs we have 2 dresser and a bathtub on the front porch. Quite lovely.
Oh boy. Do I ever hear this. Inner control freak. Yep.
I don't want to sound like a broken record but I know you mentioned getting a math tutor for Sister. Is this still an option. I think it would save the sanity of the both of you.
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