It's been a busy coupla days. I've started a post that is an answer to a question from NPR about parenting, but I haven't finished it yet as I've been busy, um, parenting. It is now midnight and we just got DD into bed, hopefully, finally(?) for the last time about 20 minutes ago.
I do not have enough brain power at midnight to write something eloquent and erudite to send to NPR. When re-reading the draft I am less than impressed with the quality of my own writing. I suppose that's to be expected as I wrote it with a very tired brain, very late in the day. Like now.
It's summertime now, and I'm far less busy than usual. I know there are people who manage to hold down full time jobs, parent their children to be National Merit Scholars, keep a clean house, stay fit and write the Great American Novel while getting their 3rd Master's Degree. I, apparently, am not ever destined to be one of those people.
I do notice, though, that after a long day of doing not much but lying around, my cats have wisely called it day and have gone to sleep. They are wise, I think, these cats, and I will follow their example.