For years I've been trying to get 'on top of things'. My mom chuckles at me because each time she calls and asks what I'm doing, I reply that I'm cleaning/organizing/folding clothes and trying to 'get on top of things'. She is kind enough to only chuckle, I'm sure she is thinking, yeah right, you've been saying that for years.
I really thought this was my summer to get organized though. We have gotten a few big things done but for every accomplishment there are activities that put me further behind. Out dopey goat friend ate a plant poisonous to her and was sick for a while, fortunately she seems to be pulling through. I don't know if she recovered due to our exemplary veterinary skills (not) or the prayers of my good friends on-line who were kind enough to send up some goat prayers.
The kids new favorite snack is pistachios. In spite of my best efforts to enforce the 'eat in the kitchen or outside' rule, there are shells and crumbs from the nuts everywhere.
I was the one who brought the fabulous drawing DVDs into the house. Now the children are hooked on using soft pastels for drawing. Do you know what a mess seven children can make with soft pastels? The walls, the furniture... but their drawings are lovely.
Today the girls made a large batch of salt dough to form doll food. Someone dropped the flour on the floor. There is a layer everywhere.
Maybe I'm not behind. Life isn't going to freeze long enough for me to get 'on top of things'. Although order is a good thing to strive for, it shouldn't be my life's goal. Maybe this is normal for a house full of happy, active kids. Maybe I am really, really blessed that this is normal for us.