Today is Thursday and that feels like a freakin’ accomplishment all in itself.  Anyone else feeling that way lately? That just making it to a certain day of the week is enough to get us through the rest of it?   It’s a little sad that I am as happy as I am about the fact that it’s Thursday, which means it’s almost Friday, which means it’s almost the weekend, which means I’ve made it through another week.  Yeah me!


Similarly, there are some mornings…oh, like this morning…that just getting the kids to their respective schools on time and with most of their stuff makes me feel like the day is already a win.  I pull back in the driveway and think “It’s 8:30 a.m. and I’m pretty sure this is as good as this day is going to get and I’m OK with that.”


I guess they are the mini-milestones we set up in our minds to keep us from going entirely bonkers in our ridiculously busy schedules…’if I can just make it to {insert day/event here}”.   Whatever they are, or whatever purpose they serve, I’ll take it.  Now, if I can just make it to Sunday….

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