My life is very busy. Very.
The twins did not start daycare on Wednesday as planned. I was the in middle of jumping through the one-millionth hoop when I just stopped. The twins aren’t unvaccinated, but they aren’t up to date yet, so the state is refusing to print their vaccination records, so I have to go to the doctor and see what my options are and get a print out from her. I probably could have had them in by Friday, but I decided I didn’t want them to start while I was away.
Yep. I’m away. Charlie and I are in Montreal learning some new ABR moves. My first go at International travel by myself (well, as the only adult). My first time traveling alone with Charlie too. We survived the trip here–we’ll see how the trip back goes.
I forgot to pay my credit card bill last month–forgetting to pay bills is my new thing, apparently.
I also forgot to get a hotel room to stay in, so I’m here in the ghetto airport hotel of Montreal. At least it was cheap.
In the quiet I’m starting to notice just how insane my life is at home. How busy, busy, busy things are.
I’m slipping up here and there. I find myself staring at Zulily.com because my to-do list is overwhelming.
I have to make some changes. I have to decide what’s really important and what isn’t. I have to focus on some things and figure out how to delegate or get rid of the rest.
Interesting times ahead.