tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882710.post-47748128737328848372009-04-24T10:53:00.000-07:002009-04-24T15:52:45.802-07:002009-04-24T15:52:45.802-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uks05-BrF5U/SfJAvup86jI/AAAAAAAAB60/vQobDeGxD_M/s1600-h/IMG_5518.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uks05-BrF5U/SfJAvup86jI/AAAAAAAAB60/vQobDeGxD_M/s400/IMG_5518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328392497854736946" /></a><br /></div>This one word (PLIES) seems to sum up my days here. I have plies of  clean laundry, piles of dirty laundry,  piles of school papers the kids bring home, piles of mail, piles of dog hair and piles the puppy leaves behind.<div><br /></div><div>I know I sound like every mom around the world, but I have never been one to let things pile up like this. Well, not the puppy and dog hair ones.</div><div><br /></div><div>I get the kids off to school, hit the gym, come home clean the morning dishes, take the dogs out for a walk, clean up puppy messes, make beds, take a shower, throw a load of laundry in, run a couple of errands and it's time to get the kids. Where did the time go.</div><div><br /></div><div>I admit I do look at Facebook, Prez Hilton <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">( gotta get the latest celeb gossip)</span>, and MSN news in the morning while the kids eat breakfast and I do check my email during the day. I don't watch daytime TV or afternoon TV for that matter. Food network is on in the background, hopefully to inspire me too cook a gourmet meal for my family.</div><div><br /></div><div>As Brandon kisses me goodbye in the morning I hear, "Hey Honey, I need work socks." </div><div>Crap, That means laundry again, didn't I just do that? </div><div><br /></div><div>When the kids get home we are having snack, homework, taking the dogs out for a walk again, and getting dinner started. Then it is showers and time for bed.</div><div><br /></div><div>I cannot seem to catch up on all of the things in between.   </div><div><br /></div><div>I was worried about moving to a small town that I would be bored and not have anything to do. I don't think I have to worry about that too much right now. My to do list is still a mile long.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I still haven't begun to do all the scapbooking I wanted to do. I still haven't organized the file cabinet. I still haven't made it over to the west side to visit my BFF's, Where do my days go?</div><div><br /></div><div>The puppy isn't that much work. The kids are not that much work. Do I have a time management issue?</div><div><br /></div><div>I thought I was more together then that. Maybe I should get off of the blog and Facebook? NAH!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882710-4774812873732884837?l=www.whydothesekidskeepcallingmemom.com'/></div>LindaJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08687579496289661550lindahjohnson@hotmail.com13