
There have been some days I wake up and think: "Here we go again. Another day in paradise." and sigh at the fact that most of my days are almost exact duplicates of each other. There are also days when I fret at the thought of leaving the house with two kids--it's no easy project packing bags and snacks and dressing two wiggly kids--not to mention trying to make yourself look presentable.
I gotta shake things up! Find a new hobby. Join some kind of club. Maybe I need a new hairstyle! Maybe things will start looking up next week when Lola starts school on Thursday (not that she's the source of my rut) but it will be a nice change, and I'll actually get the chance to miss her a few hours a day, and then I wont feel like pulling my hair out so much anymore.
Congrats Noah!!