Laziness has settled into a deep corner of my being. I can't shake it. I made a list which almost always motivates me. We leave for our trip at 4:30am day after tomorrow. I am excited, but usually about now I am flittering around the house cleaning and packing and when all is done that can be done I start inventing new things to do. This time though I am not flittering or inventing I am not even cooking myself dinner. Mike left town yesterday afternoon for Missoula and will be back tomorrow and I can't say I have fixed one meal for myself. What is wrong with me? I have had a little cold, Gavin has the beginnings of an ear infection and has been a little clingy but really whats gotten into me. I walked past a sink full of dishes a dozen times today and while a friend of mines voice played in my head "I can't even leave one dish in the sink I have to clean it" I just kept walking. Usually I am awaiting the time that Gavin will go down for a nap or will be eating in his high chair so I can get those dishes clean. Toys are places in my house that only a toddler could put them, yet I don't pick them up. Two enormous suit cases lay half packed on the dining room table (and yes Mom and Auntie your gift for Auntie Lorraine did manage to make it in nestled nicely between swim diapers) and normally I would be putting anything and everything that I could possibly live without for the next day or two in them but I don't. I can't find Gavin's shoes anywhere! He went to his doctors appointment today without shoes. For those concerned he wore a thick hooded jacket and thick socks but no shoes and yes he walked around the doctors office in his socks, I am sorry I couldn't find any shoes anywhere. Usually I hate losing things I freak out and I can't stop thinking about the lost item until it is found or replaced but hopefully found. You know I didn't think twice about my shoeless child today.
I have been in a funk for about a week I can't figure it out. I could speculate and analize but again too lazy or would apathetic be a better word. The only thing I can figure is I need a vacation. Sunshine, my husband, Gavin, family and friends. I hope that I will come back to blogland in about 2 weeks (with lots of pictures) and be back to myself. I will come home and buy and decorate the tree that I don't trust my brother enough to water while we are gone. I will open and nicely display the Snowman collection my Mom and Auntie Liz so nicely gave me a couple days ago (sorry I have no excuse just an explanation and your reading it), I will make Mike hang the lights outside I will go buy the wreath I have been eyeing at Costco (the wreath hanger has been on my door without a wreath since well probably last Christmas if I am honest), I will plan my Christmas shopping (nope not done not even started, lazy remember) and dig out Christmas dinner recipes and all will be right in my world. Yes, a vacation is what I need!
I will be back in more than one sense! Back from Maui and back to myself I just need a vacation or at least that is what I am telling myself. So long for now! I'll be back to blogland soon!
Hugs!
Laura
I should get the boy a back pack for our trip
he was loving this one at Sharon's.
I woke up one day and baby was a toddler.
Everyone says it happens fast and it does!