It's spring break right now for the University. In my mind, I thought Joel and I would get a whole lot of great stuff done around the house, and I had lots of plans for us. Of course, as is typical of me, I really didn't think this through.
Monday turned out to be a snow day. What the what? That was unexpected. It also turned out to be Chloe's 10th birthday. Also unexpected. The part about her turning ten, I mean. Where did that come from?
Result? The girls were home, obviously, so the house got messier, not cleaner. We did play a lot together as a family and I personally spent a lot of time lying around reading. We celebrated Chloe's birthday in style. Nice day, but nothing "organizational" was accomplished.
Tuesday and Wednesday I spent all day performing with OPERAtion Imagination! at local Elementary schools. I sort of forgot this was happening when I made all of my grand plans for spring break projects. Hmm. Joel used the time to adjudicate a band festival on Tuesday and to run around doing important errands like getting a haircut and a new driver's license to go with it on Wednesday. (Upcoming blog: How Losing Your Wallet in Seattle Teaches You How to Get on a Plane Without Proper Identification.)
Result? I wasn't home, so nothing got done. Joel wasn't home, so nothing else got done, either.
Today (Thursday) I woke up with a migraine, so I stayed in bed longer than originally planned. Much longer. Joel, regardless of his "spring" break, had work to catch up on. I then taught a make-up voice lesson and did my Visiting Teaching. Joel had the oil changed in the car.
Result? Nothing got done.
And here we are on Thursday evening, blogging instead of doing. I can't even say that's a normal state of being anymore, since nowadays I read instead of do, or sleep instead of do, or stare at walls instead of do. But the poor old blog is getting neglected and is inadvertently turning into a book review only sort of place. Nobody wants that to happen, so here I am blaming the blog for not folding the laundry.
Now don't get your hopes up, because nothing will get done tomorrow, either. The Maestro and I are escaping to Chicago for a couple days, and we will be spending the day tomorrow driving, stopping in Green Bay for Joel to get a new temple recommend (please see upcoming blog post about losing your wallet in Seattle) and to eat lunch, driving some more, getting Chloe's American Girl Doll's ears pierced at American Girl Place for her birthday, shopping, eating deep dish pizza (think they'll have a gluten-free version?), and listening to Wagner at the Chicago Symphony.
Saturday we'll hit the temple and do some more shopping, and we'll come home on Sunday. I'm looking forward to it all, even though it means coming home to a house that has not been thoroughly organized and spring cleaned during spring break.
But, does this look like spring to you? (I took it yesterday.)
I didn't think so. Better luck next time.
PS: I'm hearing rumors that the fabled St. Patrick's Day Storm is coming right on time this year and dropping up to 18 inches on us. Where the heck am I supposed to put all that snow?!