Weasel Of Doom

Well, I managed to post almost every day for two weeks before temporarily falling off the face of the earth. I am not ignoring the blog, I am just asleep as soon as the kids go down (and sometimes before then). Last time I felt like this, I was pregnant with Squeeker. Since I am currently not in a gestating state (and if I am, there better be an angel of God showing up before BelovedSpouse and pointing a finger at the Holy Spirit), I have no idea what my excuse is. *sigh*

I feel overwhelmed these days. Still haven’t managed to schedule a road test, because whenever I look, there are no openings available. Have not looked through a single box in the basement. Have not replied to emails from friends. Half the time I fall asleep before getting Squeek’s bottles ready, and then the next day I am behind schedule from the start. Need to gather data for surveys at work – have not started on them yet. Need to go through a month worth of mail that is currently threatening to collapse my antique writing desk. Probably don’t need to be up at 4 am blogging, but when have I done the smart thing?