sometimes we all need a little help

i get comments all the time hinting at or just plain old asking “how do i get everything done?” and the answer is…by the skin of my teeth.
i have an endless list of half completed tasks and the dishes are never all done.
i feel on top of the world right now because some clothes are folded, most are washed, yet none are put away. i walk past the piles of clean clothes on my way to do half of something else and cringe. i grab a stack as i go by and move them into my room…closer to their final destination. i laugh at the “one touch” theory…the idea that you do something like get the mail, go through it all, open and pay the bills or toss the junk mail all in one action so that you are in essence, only touching that mail once. i say, F. YOU. one touch theory and the high horse you rode in on. i am pleased if i can get the mail from the mailbox into the house without having to drop it and chase a toddler or cat back up the sidewalk. i know it drives alec crazy when there are projects in various stages of “not quite finished”, but i operate on a more fluid “touch it somewhere between 3 and 27 times” theory.
with some big projects on my plate right now, it is now time to get some help and put myself on a schedule. i will do better work and more importantly i will be a better mom.
tomorrow i will interview the first 3 candidates for the roll of twins’ babysitter in my little crazy story. i am hoping that i meet another me, just a younger, funner, less jaded version.

whoever it is, they will have to be awesome because they are going to be watching these amazing little people.

i just hope those amazing little people hold this side of their personality until the babysitter has already fallen in love with their sweet sides.

with the beyond snapshots online class beginning in less than a month, photo shoots and magazine work, a first book deadline at the beginning of june and possible workshops in the states, i am either going to get organized or i am going to go roll up and hide in the crawl space under the stairs. since i am not one for hiding, i am taking the first step and admitting that i can’t do this all on my own anymore. i am not going to morph into a touch it anywhere near one time sort of person, but i will at least be working on tuesday, wednesday and friday every week and know that the twins are entertained, safe and happy. thursday will now be our designated exploration day and they will be getting my full attention…all day long.

monday? monday is up in the air at this point.

but since my life has been a series of mondays since the babies were born, i think we will all be just fine.

now if you will excuse me, the twins are in bed, i think there may be a clean bowl somewhere, i am going to have cereal for dinner and then put some clean undies away.