A is for Adjustments

It's really April?  Seriously? *sigh*

I have been planning to participate in the A to Z challenge.  I didn't realize we were actually going to start on a Sunday, because I remembered Sundays were the only no-blog days.  So I'm a day late.  Story of my life.  Maybe that fits in with my post.

Adjustments.  No one has ever accused me of being flexible.  That is probably true of most Obsessive Compulsives.  I like plans.  I like order.  I heart organization.

I don't like change.  I knew things would change when I had a baby.  I also thought I knew that eventually I would adjust to my "New Normal."

I never knew my New Normal would pretty much be total chaos.  I don't handle that well, as you can imagine.  That is a big reason why I can't seem to find time to blog.  When I get Macy in bed at night, or when I have a day off with some downtime, I immediately think of all the chores I need to do.  The kitchen needs to be mopped because OMG IT'S FILTHY!  There is ALWAYS a load of laundry to do.  I need to sort through Macy's clothes.  I need to sort through my clothes.  I need to go through my coupon binder and purge the expired ones.  I need to plan next week's menu.  I need to pay the bills.  I need to sweep up the dog hair that coats every surface in my house.  Shit!  How did I forget I was supposed to re-organize the linen closet?!

And it goes on and on.  And here I am.  My kitchen floor is disgusting.  My dog is trying to dig his eyes out of his head because of all the pollen.  I didn't stop at the grocery store on my way home from work because I just didn't feel like it.  I don't have anything planned for dinner.

But I wrote a blog.  A blog that should have been written yesterday.  Considering how the rest of this day has gone, I think that's an accomplishment.  Now back to my regularly-scheduled chaos.