It's been more than 3 weeks since someone has come to look at our house. I have found it increasingly more difficult to keep things perfect around here, with the kids getting sick, and the weather so bitterly cold that they have no choice, but to play indoors. The last week or so has been a struggle to stay positive. sane. I hadnt' had my boot camp either, as a distraction and a way to get away from it all--which is a big factor in my recent depression. I went last night and got my booty kicked for 90 minutes. it hurts to type right now, that's how awesome of a workout she gave us. I love that it's just Lissa, me and the trainers. I know we're making great progress too. I came home to my home...and helped Chris get the kids to bed. I don't even remember falling asleep. Avas been sleeping better since she contracted pnemonia. She gets about 12 hours a night, and I'm hoping we are dilligent enough to stay in this pattern. She really needs the sleep--she's growing so quickly. Simon's first year is FLYING by....and soon Ava will be 3. Where is our life going?
We are reevaluating the sell of the house. We figure we'll give it a couple more months, and if it doesn't go for what we want it to, then we'll create a new game plan. Trying to figure out the Lords plan is like trying to understand your 10 month old's gabber. You can make out bits and pieces, but it's usually a couple of years before you really have comprehention of what is being communicated.
Sandi was kind enough to bring over the decorations she used to use on her kids tree. We're going to hopefully set ours up tonight. Finals are over. It's time to deck the halls.