A Working Mom's Sunday Night

It's Sunday night
(in the fall)

The football games are done
(Of course our team lost)

House is picked up
(In hopes that it will stay that way all week.  HA!)

Work clothes are laid out for the morning and each day this week.
(You know I'm going to change my mind and wear something else)

Kid's clothes are also laid out - Yay!
(He'll probably change his mind too)

All bags are packed, lunches too!

However, this is the only late night of the week,
I find that is calm (especially when my husband is in the firehouse);
the rest are like I live at the zoo.

I start each week with this way.

I can't stress over what will go wrong and right.

I know SOMETHING is going to blow up in my face.
(Those of you who know me, know, that if it will go wrong or bizarre, it will.  I just can't make crap up. Oh wait!  Didn't I write about that once?)

So my advice out there for all of you who are like me is this: hit that week hard and wish it well.  If it blows up in your face; oh well. There's nothing you can do about it. Just laugh (or cry if you need to) and let it go.

Good luck this week working girls.  We got this.