Today was one of those days that nothing seemed to go as planned.
I like a plan.
I NEED a plan.
My family needs a plan.
My family just doesn't realize they need a plan.
This last month has been all mixed up for us. Daddy was away for work (two weeks). We drove to PA to meet up with Daddy and visit friends in MD. We came home and nothing was normal anymore. While Jon was away, we started to more or less follow a first shift schedule. The kids also became accustomed to no one being asleep when they were up. Now that Jon is back we are trying to get back into a semblance of a schedule. First shift doesn't work, because Jon is trying to sleep and then spend a little time with us before heading off to work. Second shift doesn't work, because all our outside activities are based on a first shift schedule.
Jon's days off are spent as family days and then Jon and I end up staying up late to have one on one time. I am so glad he is home!
I've gotten myself back into burning the candle at both ends. Ugh!
I know God will not give me more than I can handle, but sometimes I just wish He would place a schedule in my hands and tell me to follow it.
I'm out of words for now.
Just a note: Normally, this is the type of post that I would write in my head, be done with, and never put into print. I try not to be negative. It's a constant battle. I told myself tonight that I should just post it. So here it is.
Now I really am going to go. I have to go encourage some children to go to sleep so that I can go to sleep.