Self Protrait Tuesday :(

So John gets a little frustrated with me once in awhile, I run from one place to another, I press my luck with the clock all the time. Here's the story.... last night I leave work 45 minutes late so I can't go to the gym, I promised to take Elly to gymnastics, so I rush home. On my way I call Adam so he can feed El supper.... she's sleeping and they can't wake her up. Great! I fly in the house, John is making BLT's for supper and I have 15 minutes to wake up El feed her, myself and change my clothes. So I make El's supper and try to wake her up, I need to change.....John washed jeans and socks so they are downstairs for me.... perfect, I strip in the living room... boots right in the middle of the living room floor, jacket on the chair, skirts, nylons, and blazer lying all over the steps. I make and eat a BLT, pack El's supper b/c she is still sleeping, get the car seat from Adam's car, get El in her boots and coat while she's sleeping, grab everything, kiss John as I fly by... oh yeah Hi Adam! This is me and my schedule all the time, I overbook everything and I think I can make and do everything, and I can, but it makes me stress and rush.

So I get El to gymnastics 5 minutes to spare... yeah. She even woke up in the truck ate half her sandwich, a cheese slice, juice box, and half her treat. Now I can relax as I watch her tumble and jump around. At one point I had to turn my back on those little girls jumping on the sky jumper a million at a time, someone was gonna get hurt. Now I am suppose to go to the gym... I don't feel like it, it's late and I'm just going home. Of course I get home and have to take a POTD so I rush around the house collecting all the green items, grab the camera and my lens cap is missing....WHAT?? I panic, where did I lose it, where did I put it??? okay silly calm down and just look at the last picture taken so you can look there for your lens cap..... well it's a picture of my boots, coat, and clothes lying all over. I'm shocked, who would leave their stuff lying all over the house and not pick it up. I get upset with that type of behaviour, it doesn't take but two seconds to pick up your clothes, there's a closet hang up your coat!! I snap my head around to look at John who is grinning from ear to ear and says "thought you might want to blog your mess I had to pick up". I found my lens cap, he forgot to put it back on after he took the pictures.

John had a little camera issue so the pictures were a bit blurry so I had to do a funky glowing edge but there's my boots and coat, just where I left them.

Thank you dear for putting up with me and my busy schedule. I am always late for meetings or appointments we make after work, I am always in a hurry, I am always overbooking myself and you are the one to suffer. You do more laundry and cleaning during the week than I do in a month, you pick up after me, and you try to stay out of my way when the Tasmanian Devil spins through the house on her way to another place. I challenge you daily and I'm very sorry, someday I will slow down.... maybe.

I love you!