I’m kinda OCD. I have 3 little kids but if there are crumbs on my floor it’s like I can’t even see that the rest of the house is clean…those crumbs are all I see. I’m getting better; having kids and a “throw-your-clothes-anywhere” kind of husband will do that to you over the years. In fact, I purposely positioned our bed so there’s a whole aisle of space on his side that no one can see from the bedroom door just so he had a place to throw them.
I’m also really anal about stuff. I don’t merely want my ducks in a row…I want to know their names and have them ordered by size and alphabetically as a sub-category. I have a hard time not having a plan. But, again, because there are no plans that come with kids, I’m getting better at it too.
So, can I tell you what has me braced on the precipice of massive OCD/ANAL freak-out? My approaching week. Monday thru Friday not only do I have VBS and am IN VBS but I have no clue what I’m doing in it!! It’s supposed to be that way since is a whole super secret spy kinda thing. In addition to that I am planning Sabrina and Jacob’s birthday party the same weekend we finish VBS. With a head count of approximately 50…I’ve got a lot of snack making, cake baking and planning. And because that wasn’t enough for my plate this week, the last day of VBS is my bulk meat Zaycon Foods only pick up day. So that Friday will be a 3 and a half hour round trip drive to get my bulk meat at 7:30 am to try to get back home, throw the meat in the fridge and run with my kids to VBS. And then since I will have 40 lbs of un-cooked, non-frozen chicken in my fridge, between last-minute baking for the party, I will be having my “once a month” cooking day.
So if I miss a day on my blog this week, just know I’m out chasing ducks. And trying to embrace these moments of chaos.