Not that 'Friday Night Special'.

Some people's journal entries are inspiring and prompt. I aspire to claim at least one of those qualities someday.

I'm making quiche for dinner and feeling so thankful for frozen pie crusts as I had two left in the freezer. (Dinner in half the time.)

I am realising I'm not the All-in-One-Steal-of-a-Deal that I thought I was...

Kicking this circuit breaker off I totally thought I'd kill it (planning routines, setting goals and scheduling workouts...).  Because by Friday nights my kids are not getting anything fabulous from Dr/Coach/Teach/Pastor/Weary Mom.

Anyone else feeling the same vibes?

I'm thankful for friends who normalize the situation. I know I'm not alone in the struggle to keep a peaceful home and loving environment. I really do love having everyone home with no friends and the opportunity to focus on less, and that they have so much time to just BE together. But then, in less than 2 weeks Moses has become my most destructive child ever, and I blame it on distance learning home school. 

Being the only child exempt from iPads, he has entertained himself with scissors, carefully crafting holes in our carpet and adding detail work to anything with upholstery. Dallin has scrubbed the paint off walls trying to remove the marker murals. (So thankful for Dallin.)

Maybe Moses assumes I'll be in need of some retail (or otherwise) therapy when everyone returns to school. :) 

Until then, I've got plenty of scissors, and happy to drop them in the mail for any needy friends. In return, I could use about 20 more rolls of scotch tape for all of Scout's art projects.