There are Times....

There are times when I simply look at the vast mountain of laundry in my laundry room and think that there is no light at the end of the tunnel...I attempt to sort the clothes, fold them and place them in the correct child's room...Time to go pick the kids up from school, and then from out of nowhere there is another days worth of clothes thrown into the pile...that I had previously sorted...and it simply starts all over....=(

There are times that I think if I have to say,"Pick up your shoes, put away your coats, jackets, backpacks", "do you homework", one more time~that I am going to explode...or start screaming at the top of my lungs~actually I think I have tried that one...without a positive outcome...

There are times that I honestly want to break down and cry because I just put on my "hoodie for the day" and went into the bathroom to get ready-and got blue gel sparkly toothpaste all over my shirt because some little person didn't see it was neccessary to get it up after brushing their teeth...(at least they brushed them, right?)

There are times during our busy weeks when I think all I want to do is come home to my nice cozy home and stay here all evening...but no, we have to be at wrestling practice, dance, soccer, football, basketball, dog training, baseball~you name it...just depends on what season it is...

Dinner at home, together as a family...Is that too much to ask? Oh wait...I forgot my kitchen table is covered with picture frames, and paraphenalia from our family room...because we did just have a tree fall on our house~we have to walk past our mattresses in our living room around our bedroom furniture to get to the kitchen that we are unable to use to it's full capacity because we are waiting to get our roof fixed...and it keeps on snowing or raining or snowing or raining....I think you get the picture....

I walk down the hall, stepping over dirty clothes, broken toys, basketballs, and think "WHY? Can't these little people who live with me pick up after themselves?" I ask them to, sometimes I think they don't listen...sometimes I feel like everything that I do, is for nothing...But then my little guy writes me a note last night...that says something like..."Thank you mommy for loving me, taking me to school, always kissing me good night, and you are very special to me..."

Yes, that made me cry...God has a way of giving us a little ray of sunshine even on the cloudiest of days....and for that I am thankful...

I do think the chaos in our home situation has taken over...our lives, as of late are a little chaotic...I feel like I am lost at the bottom of this endless pit of "unfinishable tasks"....Tasks that can't be finished, unless someone else comes to do the work...roof, sheet rock, trees cut down....you get the picture....I may be in need of a vacation...or a doctor's appointment...or who knows? Both at this point...hee hee..

Now, just hoping for a break in this weather, so the roofers can get out here and get things going...then I can get to straightening out this mess....God is in control...I am just going to give all of this over to him...

Blogging used to seem like sort of therapy for me..so I thought, at this point...Might as well try it...=) Can't hurt? right?