price of being busy

We do amazing things, the Project Manager and I, but it eats all our time.

And we tend to fall down in heaps about 9 pm and not get back up again, and that means laundry, dishes, and everything else conceivable piles up

Everything except the awesome things.

Sounds ok, right?

But the cracks are starting to show.

The Project Manager and Peanut fight more or less continuously (because Peanut is 3) and there's no time to reset, start over, etc.

Peanut #2 is more or less a barbarian child... and some point I should be doing more lawn and garden work.  Also, I should get the snow tires off the car before we go camping this weekend.

I guess that's the price of doing all the awesome things.