The way it is

I've rebounded softly from my tizzy yesterday and not a moment too soon. I have to thank in part the brave commenters for their voices of reason and insight. Clearly I was overthinking things and my brain ran away with its thoughts which is always a dangerous position to be in. For those who believe I was being completely unsympathetic to my husband, you are also right. Who am I to stand in the way of idealism and dreams? How hard it is sometimes to fully clothe ourselves in the sweater of responsibility, diligence and duty to a family of five.

The end result is this. Kevin came home with a smile, and not a single mention of living caveman style. He even lined up his parents to babysit so we can go on a grossly overdue dinner date this weekend.

Today was a whirlwind of a different sort that started with breakfast and the book fair at school at 7:30. I really can't remember getting as excited as my kids were today to be getting new books. It was a mobbed library, with barely enough room to move and although it was a bit overstimulating (especially at that time of day), it sure looked like a great fundraiser for the school. Then we were off to preschool and a morning of errands, knitting and a yarn pickup. You know you're lucky when one of your friends moonlights at a fabulous knitting store in town and brings home yarn already wound into balls so you don't have to travel all the way into town to get it.

I tried to walk Sunny between the raindrops this afternoon since we missed our morning ritual due to the book fair. I shouldn't have taken the camera and tried to take decent pictures with her on the other end of the leash. I swear she's as hard to capture as children.