What a whirlwind.
This summer for sure, but probably my life in general.
This is what ideal days are made of right now.
Clothes: optional, obligations: minimal, play: magical.
I have to fight for those kinds of days.
I actually have to plan for them.
Say no to things. Good things.
An internal wrestle wherein I weigh my options...
20 minutes while the children are occupied.
clean bathroom, and fold laundry
on my bed (hopefully undetected) with instagram or my camera.
And then at night, when I am putting that basket of laundry I was supposed to fold,
back on the floor,
or I turn off the light in the kids bathroom because
I can't stand to look at the smudgy mirror and toothpasted sink one more minute...
I try to remind myself that these photos, these memories, are my consolation.