B is for Bedtime, Budgets and Beets

... but mostly bedtime.

Today, I went to a meeting an hour late. I didn't think I was late. I just got the time wrong.

I was offered a job out of the blue that will double our income for the month of July.

I had to go to the DMV.

I had to leave the DMV before getting my car registered.

I heated up dinner. Easter leftovers. And I did all the dishes.

I did a load of laundry. Mostly. But I didn't get to fold it.

I exchanged the wrong lightbulb I bought for the right one.

I spilled beet juice on my shirt.

I worked on our budget through June. It isn't desperate.

And now, I'm going to bed.

I want to fold the laundry and do the budget for July and soak the shirt and put away the toys and fill out the paperwork for the job.

But I am exhausted. And I have to return to the DMV in the morning.

It's tough, as a Mom, to make decisions based on my own well-being.

But today was a good day. It's over. And I'm going to bed.