I think it's a curse...MOther reminded me of when I was 5 and a family got burnt out the night before Christmas....she reminded me that I went through my room, gathering clothing and toys until she and my dad had to stop me because I was willing ot give them everything I had (except for Holly Hobby and Barbie). The housework has pretty much come to a stand still. Just a few more feet to do in the hallway, and then I have to sit back and decide what to do next. I think the next most important job is one that DH needs to take care of - insulating the garage and bonus room before the weather changes...not something i can do while watching the children....which means, my work for the season is pterry much finished...have to wait until he finishes his to figure out what gets done next inside....may not get finished until sometime next year.....
Now the children are top priority as they are both sick (as am I) guess I just wore myself down to much.....guess I should have listened to everybody who told me to slow down...go ahead, you can say "I told you so"
Larisa, heading off to take a nap