Yes, yes, I know it's been a little while...[sorry 'bout that.]
I had always joked with my husband that when the twyns got on the bus for kindergarten, I would get in my car and just keep right on driving down to our old fertility clinic in D.C. and get started on another IVF cycle.
But that didn't happen!
I was super down in July but some kind of switch in my brain got flipped because a few weeks before the big day, I was just feeling nothing but excitement for the kiddos.
|First Day of preschool|
|First Day of Kindergarten|
|A fun botched naptime sometime around, oh say, 2 1/2|
|Shenanigans on the way out the door around, oh say, 3|
Well, thanks for asking. Oh, and please be sure to ask me again in five minutes, because it changes minute-ly.
A couple of weeks ago in the dog days of August I got to lamenting how, whenever the kids got to take a break and have a popsicle, I could have really used a coffee break. But who wants a hot cupa joe at 100 degrees o'clock? Hence the coffee popsicle was born. In my house anyways. There were already thousands of them on pinterest, but I thought I would give birth to my own special one.
And then the
Why can't I just make some popsicles. My being at home is not your entrepreneurial opportunity.
I interviewed! Yes, I had been sending the ol' rezoom out to various higher places of learning in this joint and got a call. And then an in-person interview. With a requested POWER POINT presentation!
I was HAWT.
I did not get the job.
But that doesn't mean I can't go ahead and start a vocal studio all on my lonesome and visit a quilt show and look up general contractor licensure requirements to make myself seem further inexpert in all things, right?
[Told ya I was a spazz....]
To be continued...