I haven’t even thought about the Sunday Confessionals in a long, long time.
However, last night, as I was preparing to wrap my daughter’s presents for today’s surprise party¹, I realized that Scotch Tape has yet to enter my home. I’ve managed to get glue sticks and scissors and odds and ends for the youngest to entertain herself, but tape for myself? Apparently not.
I sat on my bed and used a glue stick. Now THAT, my friends, is Saturday night entertainment. It’s an amateur wrapping job at best, but really all she’s going to care is that they are pink. Right? And cake, I’m sure she’s going to care that there is cake and Hello Kitty and My Little Pony – which there’s another confession right there. I frigging adore Pinkie Pie, quite possibly the most obnoxious cartoon character in the show and she makes me giggle while I’m in here trying to write.
Speaking of unhealthy cartoon affection. . . I am an unabashed Phineas and Ferb
fan. Hands down, it is the best cartoon ever made. Disney, you have won my respect with your geek references and general awesome. My phone’s ringtones? All Super Mario and Phineas and Ferb. . . Support calls for FeedBlitz? Doofenschmertz Evil Incorporated *jazz hands*
Finally, yesterday I decided to be all kinds of productive. I made two large batches of food for dinner. Why? I had an afternoon free and it’s back to football season, only now with the added complication of a forty minute drive on my days. (I moved). So there I was with a huge skillet of sausage, peppers, and onions and a gluten-free version of enchiladas. And then I lost all initiative and we had both for dinner. (Yes, there are leftovers, I had intended on making something else for dinner). Sigh. So much for well balanced on the days I don’t have to work.
So there we go, life is settling into a new normal but normal is not and never will be perfect. That said, I’m finally finding my equilibrium and that includes the ability to let myself relax and not feel like I have to work like a crazy workaholic person hopped up on deadlines.
What do you have for this week’s Sunday Confessional? Feel free to link to a post, if you’ve written it up elsewhere.
¹FYI it’s kind of difficult to give a kid a surprise party when a surprise party is pretty much the only thing they ask for. Thank goodness for good friends.