Now the week is over, night is coming on. Shadows of the evening creep across the sky.....
Well, however dreamed 4 hours per day was enough to make any significant improvement was not one woman. Yup..... my house has an entry cleaned. Nothing else looks like it was touched by a cleaning hand. The entry I finished today, or I am sure it would already look like I didn't even think of cleaning it.
I am sure if i could devote 4 whole hours per day to cleaning, we might make a difference... but alass, hours chasing children, feeding children and taking care of buisness ends of life seem to make those 4 hours disappear with out much help. We found some new frames for Galen's glasses, which is useful, because in an autistic fit this afternoon he threw his current ones out the car window, which were immediately ran over. (that was after he threw his shoes in the garbage and tried to walk to grandmas (ie run away).
Mike, however, after this being the second rainy day in a row, decided that some cleaning work, would count as active on his part. Yup he did up the dishes, even all the pans that have been waiting.
Today, I spent the morning on business... shipping, packing stuff, then brought Galen to find new glasses, because he lenses kept falling out. And Then this afternoon, I did accounting, book keeping, cleaned the entry, had a nap, made dinner, desert, held family scripture study and took care of Ian's needs, and finished one more of my midwifery books.
So please forgive me if I do not know how to sum it all up. My brain is already on maternity leave.