It's just a little after 8:00 a.m. There is a cake baking in my oven. I am still in pajamas. One child is on her way to school. The bus is running late for the other two. I need to be out the door in 20 minutes. The sink is full of dishes that have been rinsed...but the dishwasher is currently full with clean dishes, so we are at a standstill. My husband left 1/2 of a diet coke on the counter...SCORE! This does not count toward my one diet coke a day rule. I wasn't planning on showering, if you're wondering. There's no time for that, and quite honestly, I don't think it would be on my to-do list even if there was an extra 10 minutes in this day.
You might not be able to tell, but I am going somewhere with this day. I will get a few things accomplished. I will knock off my first of hundreds of attempts to make a cake with fondant. Maybe tackle some laundry. A grocery store run is definite (that makes 3 trips this week). I might make the beds. I will feed the children.