I've spent the last week or so attempting to simplify and organize my classroom and my home so that I can have a smooth school year, free of stress. I get like this...every year. Frantic to get it all in order before the madness begins. It never lasts long. My to do list only gets longer. I check something off only to add something on. We've been buying old furniture to paint and put in our bedroom. I'm a little concerned that when August 14th rolls around and I have to go back to the real world, my dresser will still be sitting on my patio unpainted, and I'll be choosing my outfits from the piles in my floor. My classroom, though less cluttered than it's been in the couple of years, looks like a tornado has passed through it. As I type, I'm thinking I need to write myself a note to order ribbons and tattoos for football season. And in the midst of all the chaos, I'm trying to soak up every minute with the funniest toddler I know. Nothing is as good as a "big squeeze" and her saying, "I got you, Mommy!"
I don't remember the last time I blogged. But I think B and I celebrated our anniversary since then. We had a few childless days at the beach. Ahhhhh. A book, a cold Coke Zero, excellent company, people watching, naps, and a tan. We enjoyed it. I'm so thankful for B. I often think about how things played out in God's timing. He's the sweetest husband and a great daddy. He's just right for me. He keeps me calm and sane when I don't feel calm OR sane. He gives Ella Kate her bath on the nights when I just need that 5 minutes to myself. I'm not telling you he doesn't make me really mad sometimes or that he's perfect. But he is top of the line and I'm thankful I get to be his wife.
It's thundering and raining and it's almost my bedtime. So with all the frantic "get it all done" feelings I have swirling in my head, I think I'll just make a list for tomorrow and hit the sack, and enjoy going to sleep listening to the rain.