Since starting HOLSTRit daily life has been quite a bit busier. At the beginning of the 2016 school year, with my business up and running, I had this amazing plan on how I was going to get it all done and stay sane in the process. Plan A: I’d get up early, make some coffee, sit in the quiet and be alone long enough to feel energized and ready to take on whatever might happen that day with saintly patience. Plan B: I pretty much loath having to get out of my bed and no amount of coffee and alone time fixes that so I try to at least be up before the girls and fix them breakfast. My alone time? Well, I do try to make sure that happens once I know I can keep my eyes open. As for the coffee, I fix that in the morning but by lunch time I have several dried coffee rings on the inside of my cup and it tastes a bit burnt because I have warmed it up in the microwave so many times. Plan A: Get housework started before the girls ever get out of bed and keep that going throughout the day with all this new gained energy I was going to have because of my alone time. Plan B: Well since I never got that early morning energy, it’s a good day if I can Clorox wipe the bathrooms. Bonus if I can actually wash, dry and fold a single load of laundry all in one day. (I feel like mom of the year when I mop my hardwood!) Plan A: Focus on the girls and their school work until about 2:00 pm and then have about 2-3 hours of uninterrupted work time. Plan B: I’m not even sure what I was thinking here because life happens and if there are kids in the house, no matter the age, uninterrupted anything doesn’t exist.
So plan B it is, which I’m pretty sure is the story of most of our lives. Right? Please tell me I’m right??!! This picture reveals much truth. I work sometimes while teaching my youngest. I package online orders when I have a “break”. My table decorations, courtesy of my 8 year old consist of a toothbrush holder and 3 holiday candle holders that spell “NEL” because somehow the “O” went missing. There’s that coffee cup that follows me around all morning. The orange bell on the table…well…that’s from the kidney walk and someone had the bright idea to ring it every time dinner was ready. The bag of peanut brittle is there to give me the energy I need to get through the day. The scooters are in the house because little one here doesn’t walk around the house, she rides. The chipped paint on the wall is there to remind me that I have a lot of projects around the house to ignore in 2017. I also see the family pictures all around and they are my heart. I see the scripture verse taped to the wall because we want to memorize it. Granted we wanted to have it memorize by the end of September but I keep reminding myself, I’m living in Plan B.