I'm still over-committed and working on it. I look at my calendar and want to flip it to October just to get past all the shit I've lined up for September. I know better. I do and yet I head into this every time this year. I'm already booked up through October.
Most of this stems from pretending to be care-free, floating on a breeze all summer. Then you throw football and school into the mix and it all goes to pot.
The kids feel it too. I picked them up from school yesterday and they fell asleep in the car. Both.of.them. KJ woke for homework, dinner and football. Z woke long enough to eat most of 1 slice of pizza and thankfully could stay here with J while the man and I went to practice. She did not wake up until 830 this morning. Thankfully she got us up. Thankfully I got to work from home today, saving myself an hour of driving. Thankfully we are all at home tonight chillin.
Tomorrow? Festivals and football. Sunday? Baltimore for a seminar. I think. Unless I say no to everything and go into hibernation for a bit...