Mama Sutra

I should be laughing at myself

(It needs to be sung, like the Billy Idol song)

Oh, I get so cocky.  I realized late last week that I was well behind on my nano.  Like, I'd be 7000 words behind by the end of the weekend if I didn't get going.  So, I challenged myself to get caught up, 3500 words on Saturday and 3500 on Sunday.  And, I don't do any writing until the kids go to bed. 

Remarkably, I finished some time between midnight and 1 am last night.  And then I was wired, I was so excited to have met my goal, I was almost excited about my story (I'm still not sure where exactly it's going, and I have 20 some odd characters).  Tried to get to sleep. 

At about 2, my big girl woke up, trotted into our room to use the en suite, then trotted back to bed.  Usually she needs some assistance getting herself back to sleep, so I was pretty impressed that she went by herself.  Until she started saying "Time for school!  We have to get ready for school!"  She was not impressed when I told her that it was not, actually, time to get ready for school.  She did fall asleep again, quite quickly.  I went back to bed and I must have fallen asleep too.

Then it was 7 am.  Gah.  I had this hope that I would be able to get the girls out of the house on time for once.  I "bribed" them with a TV show, telling them that I'd let them watch it for the last 20 minutes before we had to leave if they were dressed, teeth brushed, hair done, etc. (I do help with most of this, but they will often play around or claim to be "too sleepy" to do anything).  It worked, they were all ready in time, the TV went on and I ran around getting stuff organized. 

Then I couldn't find my keys.  Or the extra keys.  Problem was solved almost half an hour later, and hormonal me was a hot weepy mess.  Fortunately, it's not that big a deal for the kids to be late, but we were SO CLOSE to being on time today.

Up next in the world of mama:

• baking for the kindergarten bake sale
• figuring out what the manager of a little kids hockey team actually does
• laundry, laundry, always the laundry
• find some party invitations that don't have princesses or high school musical on them

Let's review

Why, hello.  Nothing like procrastination to send me back to things I rarely think about.  Like Christmas cookie baking, and carpet cleaning, and my blog.

I meant to write a post about October.  In October:

• My Big Girl started hockey, meaning practices once or twice each weekend, and several hundred dollars in hockey fees and equipment.
• I turned 39, and I see how my girls love birthdays more than I do, doesn't even have to be their own birthdays.  I ate sushi, smiled nicely, and when everyone was busy and I was alone in my bed, sleeping in, I had a big cry.  It's not the 39 that's so bad, it's remembering my grandma who died five years ago, and feeling like my kidlets are getting too big too soon.
• I made costumes for the girls.  They wanted to be Iggle Piggle and Upsy Daisy from In the Night Garden, a British show made by the Teletubbies people. 
• I kept going to yoga.  Love the yoga class.
• I'm sure I did some other stuff, but I can't remember.
• I signed up for NaNoWriMo, year #3.  Right now, I am behind, not by a lot, but kind of.  I thought I would get caught up tonight, but it hasn't happened yet.  Should I mention that "getting behind" means that I'm not keeping up with the suggested 1667 word daily quota that would get me to 50 000 in 30 days? 

November means what?  The NaNo, the testing of Christmas cookie recipes (tonight's special: orange, cranberry, and white chocolate cookies: check!), continuing with the soccer, the yoga, hockey, the skating lessons...and that's just the kids!  I've got two yoga classes a week, and I'm on the school PTA thingy, and I volunteer in kindergarten once a month.  I need a pedicure and a massage.  And...I dunno. 

Back to the NaNo...