I’m so tired. Today has been non stop. I was totally wrong when I thought that having two in school would make my life less crazy. How is that?

Anyway, I’m just now writing this post. But I have to stay accountable. Even on the days when I resent it.

Today I:

Made bed.

Picked up living room and kitchen which somehow had gotten quite cluttered-looking yesterday afternoon and evening.

Cleaned up kitchen.

Moved a pile of clean laundry from the love seat to my bed. I will be moving it back to the love seat in a few moments before we go to bed. It still hasn’t been folded. I think there’s also a load in the washer from yesterday that I’m going to have to re-wash because it’s been in there all day.

Swept kitchen.

Wiped down bathrooms. I just now got up and wiped down the master bathroom because I couldn’t remember whether I had gotten to it this morning when I did the others. I so wanted to pretend I had done it, or just to ignore it, but I can’t make exceptions at this point. I must develop this habit. Maybe if I can make this a habit, I’ll give myself a one-day-a-week break. But that can’t be for several months, until it starts to feel more natural to do this than not.

Whined, complained, snapped at my children and my husband.

Loved on them a lot too.

I hope it evens out.

P.S. Encouraging things: Hubby put his coffee cup directly into the dishwasher this morning instead of leaving it in the sink. 3yo girl put her clothes in the laundry hamper before her bath without being asked. Are they sensing the change in the house?