That's What I Get

We had a lovely mini-vacation, visiting my sister's home and some of the Italian side of my family. So much fun, sooooo much food, and now, so much laundry!

In the interest of getting our home back on track after 5 days away, I spent the morning running errands in the rain. This afternoon, I washed and folded multiple loads of clothes. That's NOT counting the load that the older boys folded while we all vegged in front of Oprah's Country Music Extravaganza. (By the way, I sent the letter. Yes, I did. Aren't you proud of me?!) It's a good thing all the songs were upbeat - otherwise that load would have taken them FOR.EV.ER!

I haven't even touched the mounting pile of papers that is looming on my counter top. Why is it that papers from school seem to multiply like rabbits, no matter the season, as soon as you put them in a pile on the counter? I swear, that stack was only 2" deep last night when I took myself off to bed. Now? It's precariously tilting like the leaning tower of Pisa. And it's almost that tall already.

It's what happens every time I "skip" a day of responsibility. That's what I get for taking off for five days in a row. But it was so worth it. One tight little hug from that littlest Viking, and it made it all worth it. Hugs from all four of them?! Well, this auntie can handle the piles of papers and the loads of laundry. Bring 'em on, I say.