I used to blog every night and set it to post in the morning. Then, I started just blogging in the morning and posting it immediately. Now, I am lucky if I get it done by noon.
I don't know what is the biggest problem, if the slow computer makes me frustrated so that I just don't want to make the attempt, knowing the whole thing is going to shut down unexpectedly at some point in the process; or if I am so tired at night that I can't think clearly enough to write a coherent sentence; or that I am spending so much time outside with the kids that the housework is getting further and further behind, so I have a hard time justifying the computer time. Maybe it's the fact that kids are so crazy that I can't focus on anything for five seconds without hearing, "Moooooom! He took my toy (that I stole from him in the first place, but if I say he took it, maybe I can keep it, because my attempt to make him hit me over the head with it have failed!)" I don't know. Maybe I am in the midst of a run of bloggers block, and inspiration is not striking. Maybe it is a combination of everything.
Case in point: It has taken me three hours to write this much. I just took some stickers off the front of the TV that Emma had given Grant, and Grant decided to decorate Mickey Mouse's Clubhouse himself. Grant threw a fit that I threw the stickers away, and Emma told me that she had given him the stickers to make him happy. I took the stickers and made him unhappy. That was rude of me to make him unhappy. Rude, Mommy!
It took forty minutes to write that last paragraph.
I need to get through the garage sale this weekend, I need to get my house in order, and I need more sleep. I desperately need sleep. I have had about twenty nights of getting eight uninterrupted hours of sleep. In three years. And that is not because I am a restless sleeper, it is because I have been woken by small children or a pregnant bladder almost every night. My brain is not functioning well, I type and my left hand moves faster than my right, so the words end up all messed up.
Oh, I did manage to get pictures hung back up on the wall last night from painting the living room. I bought new frames so that they would all match, but have not yet printed pictures to fit the new sizes. So I have a wall of nicely hung pictures of the 'picture frame model family' on my wall. It's progress, though, right? Right?!?Please bear with me as my blogging is a bit unscheduled as of late. I will try to get things back on track ofter this garage sale. Or after I get more sleep. Or after Drew goes off to college. Something like that.