I woke up this morning really hungry. Yesterday, I had a handful of almonds, 2 apple slices, a quesadilla wedge and a couple of brussel sprouts. I couldn’t eat, stomach knotted in antibiotics and nerves. I also have been sleeping a lot this week, probably another byproduct of the medication. Usually I will fight to go to sleep, dragging myself off the couch at 2am knowing I have to wake up 5 and a half hours later to get the kids ready for school, but the last 3 days, I’ve been going to bed before midnight, barely able to stay awake. Maybe this will help reset my internal sleeping clock for good (oh, who am I kidding).
It’s just another form of procrastination. Procrastinating on going to bed – who does that? But it seems to be the running theme in my life these days. If I have a deadline, then I’m dead on. Without one and I put things off because I’m overwhelmed. They’re not kidding with that phrase “life is like a juggling act” when you have a lot of balls in the air. You decide which takes priority and the things that are less pressing get pushed further and further down. Like these photos. We meant to post a recipe that goes along with these photos, but then weeks went by and months and then finally, Mark forgot how he made that crab salad. At some point, it becomes irrelevant.
Did you know that we have been functioning without a kitchen faucet or a dishwasher for about 6 weeks now? We’ve been washing dishes from a trickle of water that is coming from the tubing that was attached to the faucet. I don’t think I could ever remodel a house. The choices – SO MANY choices – of little details down to the fixtures is so overwhelming. I don’t know, I thought I’d actually be good at that, however, I can’t seem to make any kind of decision on a kitchen faucet and like many things, it’s gotten pushed down the priority list as work deadlines crop up and holiday orders surface. I haven’t even looked into dishwashers yet. Do you have a dishwasher that you love? Please share!
And finally…in lieu of our trip to the Bahamas that we had to cancel last month, we decided (I think!) that we will take the girls to Disney World during spring break (probably the worst time to go, but…). We need to use our airplane tickets before May or else we’ll forfeit them and I figure they’re at a good age to go. The funny thing is that neither of them have ever been in a princess phase or really know much about the Disney characters so when I told them that we were thinking of going next year they were sort of all, “ok”.
Mark has never been to Disney and I went once when I was 14 with my 8 year old brother and my mom. I had a good time, but I remember feeling back then that I was with my mom and baby brother and well, you know how teenagers can be. My mom has been wanting us to go to Disney for years. I think for her it’s like this quintessential American childhood experience that the girls can’t miss out on. It probably has a lot to do with the immigrant mentality. I know that so many of what my brother and I did as kids, all the ballet, gymnastic and piano lessons and all the other extra curricular activities, represented a void in the kind of childhood she had that she was trying to fill. Education, the after school activities, Disney World, all of that still represents the American Dream.
So dear readers, I don’t know if you’ve ever tried to plan a Disney vacation, but whoa. Talk about overwhelming for a person who is easily overwhelmed these days. Quite frankly, I don’t even know where to begin. Like the faucets, I’ll just close the browser after 10 minutes. If you have any advice, recommendations, or stories to tell about Disney, please share. My mom and the American Dream (and me) will thank you.