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jo_anne_stormMigraines suck donkey dicks. Seriously. It's not even all that bad right now. I'm not curled up in the bed with a pillow over my head, which is a vast improvement over the one I had a few months ago.
Why is life so busy? Why do I keep adding activities? Or, better yet, why do my kids keep adding activities?
Monday is TKD and speech therapy. Tuesday is gloriously free. Wednesday is TKD. Thursday is gloriously free. Friday is speech therapy. Saturday is TKD demo team practice. Sunday is church and Sunday school.
I would like to sign the munchkin up for toddler gymnastics in a couple of months, but that's held on Tuesday and Thursdays. Which means that I would be at the gym 5/7 days. I would go batty.
I can't imagine how school kids and their parents do this. I really can't.
I'm trying to make a plush Serenity for DH for Xmas. Since we have to do his Xmas a month early... I possibly should have started earlier. If it gets done, it gets done. If not, oh well.
And, yeah, I really have nothing else to say.
Why is life so busy? Why do I keep adding activities? Or, better yet, why do my kids keep adding activities?
Monday is TKD and speech therapy. Tuesday is gloriously free. Wednesday is TKD. Thursday is gloriously free. Friday is speech therapy. Saturday is TKD demo team practice. Sunday is church and Sunday school.
I would like to sign the munchkin up for toddler gymnastics in a couple of months, but that's held on Tuesday and Thursdays. Which means that I would be at the gym 5/7 days. I would go batty.
I can't imagine how school kids and their parents do this. I really can't.
I'm trying to make a plush Serenity for DH for Xmas. Since we have to do his Xmas a month early... I possibly should have started earlier. If it gets done, it gets done. If not, oh well.
And, yeah, I really have nothing else to say.
