Yes, yes, yes!
We have completed the first trimester of this countdown. Fourteen weeks down, twenty-six to go.
Or did we just finish the third trimester as we count down in a weird Benjamin Button aging backwards kind of way?
What I do know is that we are one third of the way finished with this final year of torture, ahhh excuse me, I meant to say school.
Really it's not that bad. We have a lot to be grateful for. It's just that there are some days that it all seems like it's going to fall apart. Excuse me again, I meant to say it feels like I'm going to fall apart. Just being honest.
When the kids are grouchy, Aunt Flo is on her way for her monthly visit, and stinky laundry is piled up to the ceiling I get this dreaded feeling that the world might implode. It doesn't. Thank heavens. A few days later I say goodbye to Aunt Flo and all is well with the world again.
I swear, someone needs to send me away to the red tent. Ancient cultures have the red tent for a reason. You know what I mean ladies?
Aunt Flo or not, we run a tight ship over here. Time management has become one of the top five skills of survival in my book. The others include eating, breathing, washing every now and again, and laughing. Without laughter we'd be in a world of hurt. Check out this great post by fellow blogger Sister Earth Organics. Thanks to her I've been diligently working on more smiles all day long.
(PS - You might recognize the starring character in the video.)
And now to reveal the weekly grocery spending: $190.66
No need to discuss. Instead, let's laugh together.
Flight of the Conchords - Business Time