For the last several days, I've been opening the "new entry" page to type something, but then after staring at the computer screen for a few minutes trying to sift through all the thoughts floating around in my head, I have been giving up and closing the window. I think I'm just tired and busy.

In the last three days, I've been everywhere but home. I've taken The Middle Girl to the pediatrician, gotten the annual emissions test on the car, gone to Home Depot for soaker hoses for the one flower bed we haven't laid them it, taken the girls to story time, gone to Target to shop for a baby shower present, gone to the fabric store to look for something to cover our living room chairs, gone to the park, gone to a toy store to look for a present for The Middle Girl's upcoming birthday, renewed our license plates, and shuttled The Boy to and from school.

I've also cleaned floors and a bathroom and done mountains of laundry. And then I've been staying up late painting, which I will blog more about at some later date.

I have much of interest to me going on and yet I can't seem to focus. I'm looking forward to the weekend and a little break. I'm also looking forward to tonight, when Justin and I get to go on an actual date without kids thanks to a generous babysitting offer from some church friends.

And headaches? Besides the children bickering over plastic animals and whether or not the light should be on, I've discovered that I am definitely a bit of a caffeine addict. I forgot my morning tea in the rush to get The Boy to school and I am feeling the effects of that decision. Excuse me while I pop some ibuprofen and drink something with lots of caffeine.