The road to (you know where) is paved with good intentions...I don't like that phrase. It just doesn't work for me since I practically runnith over with good intentions like sewing projects, handmade cards for everything Birthday and a home cooked four course meal each and every night. These are things that I want to do and fully intend to do, but then reality steps in and says:
Reality: "Ahem...nope sorry, not today."
Me: "But, whaa..."
Reality: interupting "No buts, you are going to have to go to work and because of the snow storm coming it will take you two hours to get home tonight."
Reality: interupting, again "Also, Little Man and David are going to get sick again and by the way...you're not going to feel too hot either."
Me: "No fair!" pouting
Reality: "That's what I'm here for!" says with a smile
OK, that is a little synical, but some days it feels that way and that is how it has been lately. It's all I can do not to fall into bed as soon as I walk in the door. There are piles (laundry, mail, etc.) all over the house that I desperatly want to deal with, but have zero energy to do so. I wanted so much to make valentines for all of Elijah's daycare buddies as well as for his grandparents and then I wanted to do something sweet for David...nope nothing got done. But, then who says that every expression of love and affection has to take place on Valentine's Day? So I will store it all away, all of my best laid plans and grand intentions and save them up for a super, special unknown day to come. Plus, David told me he loved me this morning and Elijah cooed and cuddled with me on the couch for a few minutes before we had to get going. That's all I really need anyway and if I can get that everyday (which I always do) then I count myself as well loved and cherished. And there is great contentment in that.
Happy Valentine's Day to you all!