The vacation virus strikes again.

I've come to dread Monday mornings.  I no longer feel like I have the energy to attack the work week and all the craziness involved.  (And I'm just talking about work craziness.  Never mind everything else.)  Some of you ask how I manage to find time to sew and run and blog in addition to everything else going on.  For the most part, Rich and I split the household duties.  There are certain tasks that only I do, like the girls' laundry, but he picks up some of the slack when I'm busy with work.  So when I arrive home at 7:45 from work, the girls are in bed and dinner is cooking.  He is not a man-cave dweller.

The past few weeks have been so busy with work and preparing for the girls' birthday parties (one for family and one for friends.)  We didn't even come close to going overboard with these parties but everything takes longer than you expect it to.  And then there were our tax returns, which are due today and always the last ones that I prepare.  Believe me, I'm not a superhero.  So what happens, and I'm sure I'm not the only one who does this, is that I push aside certain chores in order to do other things and then those unfinished chores, like the laundry (and the ironing), keep building and building.  I feel like I live in a perpetual state of "it's on the to-do list."

Today, a co-worker and I were discussing "life plans" and how some people have them (and they work out) while others fly by the seat of their pants.  I have a life plan; I'm just not sure right now how realistic it is. And so I continue to plug along and be grateful for what I have.  Go back to the basics because I know that it could be worse.

Allie woke up at 2:30 this morning, which is not completely unusual, but I knew something was wrong when she ran to Rich's side of the bed.  She threw up (they made it to the bathroom in time).  Apparently, I'm not the parent of choice when vomit is involved.  She's doing much better now but I feel bad that another school vacation week has been messed up.  We had playdates and gymnastics camp planned.  Please, please, please don't let anyone else get sick.  PLEASE.  After the norovirus incident, I can't deal with another puke bug in the house.

I thought I was going to be able to finish up my lens post for vacation (Disney) photography this past weekend.  Not so much.  I now have a severe backlog of posts going on. I guess that's better than not having anything to post about.  Be back soon...

Questions of the day:

1. When is it going to be summer? I know some people don't like hot but I like hot. I obviously live in the wrong place. 
2. Can I have a week to just clean, purge and organize? Please.
3. Will I be ready to run a 10 mile race next year?  No walk/run, would like to finish at 1:40.       

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I just want to add that Rich and I are okay.  We were both in the office when the explosions happened.  Rich works near the finish line and did go to check out the race earlier in the day.  I'm speechless right now.  I can't believe this happened.