Hecticity

There are some days that go by so fast I truly don't know how I could possibly have packed in all the things I did, nor could I probably even give an accurate recounting of all the things that happened. Today has been one of those days. I woke up early, did dishes, made baby food, picked up the house, voted, did the daycare dropoff, went to work and wheeled and dealed and talked on the phone for hours and prepped for a trade show, zoomed home and did the evening wrangle with both kids by myself while Josh went to yoga, tucked them in and did some work, and now it's getting way too close to my bedtime and I have miles to go before I sleep (laundry, dishes, making more baby food, packing). And then I'm waking up way too early in the morning tomorrow and flying to Las Vegas for a long exhausting day (work trip), and not returning until bedtime.

I'm pretty sure I'm going to look back on this in 20 years and wonder "how exactly did I DO all that on only two cups of coffee a day?"