This week brought an end to our lazy summer mornings with the official start of school. Now instead of enjoying laid-back mornings with SpongeBob and Lucky Charms, I actually have to feed the children a nutritional breakfast, get them dressed, and don both deodorant and a bra before noon. Reality sucks. Somewhere in this schedule, I'm trying to find time to blog, drink gallons of coffee, and partake in my newest morning chore: making the bed. You see, I'm not a bed-maker. Never saw the point of it. If you've been to my house and the bed is made, consider yourself an Extra Special Guest. But I'm trying to better understand this domestic mystery. Three days into my experiment, and I am finding some joy in displaying my shams on the bed as intended, rather than using them as cat-hair storage collectors under the bed. You are mesmerized by this topic, aren't you?! Note to self: If you ever hope to break into the top 50 Scrapbooking Blogs, you need to come up with better blog topics. People visit to see your scrapping and read your witty writing. Your bed making skills, or lack thereof - not so much.
Anyway, school has officially started. Hayden is attending a new elementary school that just opened in our neighborhood this fall. It's only a mile from our house, which means he's no longer eligible for bus transportation. So I thought it would be a great opportunity for us to ride our bikes to school. Hayden does most of the actual bike riding. I, on the other hand, am the struggling, sweaty mass of screaming leg muscles trailing behind him by 25 yards, trying to figure out how to change the damn gear on my bike. And cussing loudly. Did I mention the route to school is uphill? Both ways?
So I'm logging a whopping four miles on my bike each day by taking him to and from school. You may think four miles doesn't sound like much, especially on a bike. But my pelvic area would beg to differ. I actually spent 30 minutes yesterday trying to figure out an efficient way to duct tape a pillow to my bike seat. I was unsuccessful. But I just may have come up with a whole new use for Super Maxi Pads with Wings. Just kidding. Except that I'm not.
So there you have it, friends. My first attempt at blogging amidst the chaos that is our new morning routine. A pathetic, rather dull attempt, but an attempt nonetheless. Have a good Thursday, ya hear?
