The black hole of time

How is it that the only place I’ve gone in the last two days have been the library and the grocery store, and I still have major chores/projects piling up around here??

Ane had her weekly pajama story time at the library last night, and then we ran by the grocery store on the way home (the amount of milk we go through…), and by the time I get home, the Webmaster and I get the kids bathed and in bed, and I get American Idol watched and call in my votes (and if Sanjaya is not gone this week, you know that people at Vote for the Worst are seriously screwing with the vote), who has time to do the dishes?

So, today, I am focused. Actually, I’m going to plot out a list for the rest of the week. I have some major things to get finished and I actually don’t have anything going this Saturday (for a wonder), so I’m really hoping to put a serious dent in a big project, plus keeping up with the dishes and laundry around here.

Yes, that big pot of coffee there is for me.

I really wish it made time slow down or something.

2 Responses to “The black hole of time”

  1. Erin
    March 14th, 2007 10:19

    There is never enough time. I think if you asked most mothers, they would wish for just one more hour in the day. But, even then we wouldn’t have enough time, would we?

  2. Matthew
    March 14th, 2007 21:33

    AAAAAGGGHHH. Sanjaya is like a cockroach. He just keeps on living.

    Okay, I’m better now. Thanks.