No time to chat, so much to do! Just waving my arms around to say I am alive. Work is SO busy, I just slam through the day, spinning at 200%. At home, I am scrambling to get enough things done to avoid being drowned by the sheer amount of housework. And then when it's well after bedtime, I finally sit down and do some knitting, so that I can finish my current project in time for the reunion weekend I want to wear it for. And somewhere in there I have to remember to actually breathe. And bathe. And eat. Oh, and play with the kids. And maybe talk to my husband.
(has anyone actually noticed I am gone?)