If I made a list of everything I've done the past month, it probably wouldn't look like much. Although I've decided that forgetting about the floor that hasn't been vacuumed for 2 and a half weeks, the wet clothes in the washer that I forgot to put in the drier yesterday, the dirty dishes, and the unmade bed, are all so much less important than sitting in a comfy chair with my sleeping baby. The first couple weeks of motherhood I tried to put Garrett down as soon as he fell asleep and then I'd run around like crazy catching up on the piles and messes before he woke up again. I decided last week that I'll look back on that way of doing things and regret it. So, my house is messy. I guess cluttery, but not dirty. (It's safe to live in... lets put it that way.) And I spend a lot of time cuddling with my precious little guy. It's perfect.
But today I was thinking. I've been texting with a friend this afternoon. We've been actively trying to get together for lunch for 23 days, and I just had to postpone again. By "actively" I mean, not like a weekly text or call seeing if sometime that week might work, it's been contact with each other at least every 2 or 3 days, several dates set and then changed, and even forgetting once that we'd planned it. That one was all me. Garrett and I were at therapy when I got the text, I'd forgotten and I had to cancel at the very last minute. We're both stay at home moms with babies just a couple weeks apart. You'd think it would be easy to do lunch. I'll let you know when we finally do it, because we're both determined!