Check out that laugh on Sarah's face. She had just grabbed a whole hand full of my butt. It's always important not to be TOO churchy when at church. Don't want to get boring. I'm glad that Sarah is learning well.
As with most households, the kids have work they need to do. Sarah is a champ. She's realized that if she just gets the work done, the following things happen:
- Mom is happy
- No extra punishment of jobs
- She gets to go back to reading, or whatever else she was enjoying before I told her to get to work.
I tell her to do a job, and she immediately grabs her mp3 player, and gets in the zone. The fast, do it quick zone. That girl can zone like no other. It's the ADD. She has many zones. But this work zone she has discovered is awesome! The other night, Neal asked her to clean up the Abigail tornado of DVD's in the front room. So, she plugs her ears with music, and gets started. Neal and I were lazily sitting on the couch while she cleaned up and Kate did dishes. Slavery is alive and well in this household!
Anyway, I started to notice that Sarah moved on to other jobs. She began to clean the entire room. I had slipped off my shoes. She put those away. Then, we began to test her. Neal took off his shoes while she was putting mine away. When she got back, she just picked up his shoes, and put those away too. While she was gone, I got some more DVD's out. It was funny at this point. She put them away. We kept putting things out while she was in another part of the house putting things away. It was a fun game! She never noticed.
THEN, she moved on to her bedroom and picked it all up. All that work, just from asking her to pick up the DVD's. It's like a dream come true for the couch-sitting mom! I like that Sarah zone. It's working great for me.
Another something is working great for me, and that something is called the "Bookclub overnighter" at the beach tomorrow night. I relish this break. When I return to the neglected husband and children, I feel so much more energy to keep on taking care of the boogers. It's like a shot in the arm. A good shot. Like a narcotic. I'm gonna eat lots of junk.
And who says taxes can't be fun? This was my honest word verification from Turbo Tax. Thanks Turbo Tax. Not only did you give me a refund that was above and beyond expectations, but you also made me laugh in the process. Made my day.