Monday, September 10, 2007
Routine seems to be a dirty word at my house. No sooner do I decide to institute one than it is destroyed by circumstance, by child, by the previous nights insomnia, and mostly by myself.
I seem to be one of the few people in the world who does not function well under a routine. I bore easily I guess.
I am also, always stressed.
And I have at least one child who NEEDS a structured routine.
So...here is my one hundred and forthieth million gazzillion effort at a (loose) routine.
Wake up kids.
Everyone get dressed.
Every one straighten rooms and gather up dirty laundry.
Go downstairs. Take laundry basket with me.
Take dog out.
Make and eat breakfast.
Put in a load of laundry.
Start kids on school.
Clean kitchen, blog, read email, and do Bible study while they do Independent work.
I already hate it.