It's all I did, when I started the day with a list of four things. At least.
Why do I forget these things should go faster than they do?
How much does it suck that I have only one really good day in the week to do this, and that I ended up at a PTA-related event tonight.
I was just reading about Stevie Nicks, how she never wanted to be a parent because she wanted to be an artist and being a parent means a lack of focus and PTA meetings. And Stevie didn't want that.
I actually find myself volunteering at PTA.
I write this on the eve of my oldest's 16th birthday. Here we are together, age 34 and one month: