So I applied for a job.
One I really kind of hoped I'd just fall into.
I've heard nothing.
It seemed perfect and that makes me sad...
I'm ready for my kids to go back to school.
I have so many things that just don't get done when my kids are home.
I need to shampoo this carpet!
I need to do MY laundry.
I need to clean MY room.
I need to go through Rubi's clothes.
My list gets longer everyday.
So many things just don't get the time they need when everyone's home...
It's been so dang blasted hot that I haven't cooked much.
Lot's of cold sandwiches and spaghettios and frozen waffles.
I have baked very little and am having withdrawals.
I have 3 tiers of cake in my freezer begging me to be practiced on and decorated.
I find myself thinking of Close Up bake sales
and all the things I want to try this year.
Pecan pie, pumpkin pies, caramel rolls, banana bread,
I have another graduation to plan...
I LOVE the 1st day of school.
Knowing that my house will be quiet, REALLY quiet, for just a few hours everyday.
Of course I'm stressing over Sofi moving.
I'm really trying not to think about it too much.
She's on to the next chapter.
As a parent that is what you hope for - chapters.