... so I have pictures to prove it!
I have confessed many times before to not being a domestic diva, like many of you. Although this is something I would love to be, I just don't have the time. At least that's my excuse.
Let me give you the run down of my typical day.
My alarm goes off at 5:45 - I snooze it for 15-20 minutes then snuggle with Joey for half a second and force myself out of bed. Usually I'm dropping at least one child off at daycare so I'm out of the house by 7:15 to make the drop and get to work by 8:00. I leave work at 5:00, head to the gym for a quick, power-packed work-out, and make it home around 6:30. By this time, Joey has left work himself at 5, picked the kids up from daycare, fed them dinner, eaten dinner himself and is ready to go to the gym. When I make it home, we tag-out, and out the door he goes - that body don't build itself!! I grab a quick dinner for myself, clean up around the house (or pass out from exhaustion - your pick!), get the kids a bath, read devotionals to both kids, help with homework, break up fights, lock myself in the bathroom, and put the kids to bed - not necessarily in that order.
Now, does anyone see time in that chaotic mess for "domestic diva"??? I know... it's kind of depressing.
BUT, last weekend I said enough is enough and I decided that I was going to make it work. I was going to figure out some way, some how, that my family could eat dinner together... at the same time... at the same place... my brain almost exploded at the thought.
We've done it though. Two days in a row. Joey cooked on Monday and I cooked last night. And my family is still alive! (Not from Joey's cooking - he's fabulous. I'm referencing my own... which usually sets off the smoke detectors...)
Now do you believe it? I'm so giddy I can hardly stand it!