Its been awhile since I posted that its been awhile since I've posted.

Such is the life of a seriously important, on demand person.

Such is my life at times, too.

So here is the thing.  I hate emailing.  I just do. 

I'm not such a fan of calling on the phone either.

That being said, I so understand the whole "facebook is the end of all human to human contact".  And to be perfectly honest, sometimes I hate myself after reading facebook.  I hate that I compare myself to other more-with-it, more successful, skinnier and better moms.  And I hate that I know more about obscure people I've barely spoken with in real life than I do my parents. And I hate, I hate, I HATE political memes. (PLEASE tell me someone out there heard that in Hook's voice???)

SO.

Then I was writing an email (I said I hate it, not that I won't do it) and I got to the "electronic signature" portion where my blog address is located, which I always just delete out of habit and... What?!  What am I DOING?

I.Have.A.Blog!!!

Duh. 

And so here I am.  On my blog.

If you didn't know, I recently moved to a new state.  Michigan.  That's right. Puuuuuure Michigan.  And if you haven't noticed because you are too cool for facebook or you have unfriended me, in which case I doubt you will see this, then I will tell you that I have been posting a LOT about my family in these past few weeks.  This is because we moved hours and hours away from my children's grandparents and aunts and uncles.  Therefore, it is my job, nay, my duty, to keep them well informed in all things Hahn kids.

Sorry for that, if its not your scene. 

My remedy is this:  I will blog about my family and our adventures and whatever else I want and then you can CHOOSE to follow along.  As this is a democratic process, you may choose NOT to follow along.  Either way, I won't judge. But seriously, who wouldn't want to know?

Today, I don't have much to report on my family.  Its Monday.  I did laundry. Four loads, which doesn't seem like a big deal, but when you pay $3 for each, it can be daunting.  Its a stressor I never counted on... which clothing makes the cut?  Will we need these fleece jammie pants this week?  Its like eighty five, so no.  Sorry, fleecies, you are back on the bench.  Maybe next time.

And I am pre-making dinner.  All day long.  There are two reasons for this.  1. My husband commented off handedly to me last week that since I've been working on my book again, I've let the "preparedness" that I am known for go to the wayside.  Puh. 2. Since I no longer work (apart from aforementioned author-ing), I find I need to create my own schedule.  So here is what I have:

7:30 wake up.  Pretend you've been awake longer so when husband comes in to wake you, you can be like "what? I've been awake forever.  Just catching up on current events on my phone.."

8:00 Coffee and quiet time.  I do my bible study and the kids start begging me for second breakfast.

8:02 Cave and make second breakfast and then back to quiet time.

8:45 Distracted quiet time is over and I make my breakfast

9:00 Shower

9:01 Turn on water and then catch my kids trying to get another snack since they think I'm in the shower.  Put away the snack. Get in the shower.

9:30 Start separating laundry while listening to BBC on NPR.  Yes, I really, really do this.

9:45 Laundry round one.

10:45 Start laundry round 2 and snack time (or third breakfast or pre lunch)

11:00 Sort through kids clothes for donations.  I am thinking we might be done with sweaters, finally.

11:45 Laundry round one is folded and sorted away.

12:30  Picnic lunch on floor for kids.

12:45 Laundry round two complete.  Kids help me get it this time.  Complain while I am sorting in the laundry room that they are hungry and wish they hadn't come with so they could have finished their lunch instead.

1:00 Make lunch for me. Leftovers.

1:15 Put away dishes in dishwasher and reload from umpteen meals thus far today.

1:30 Take lettuce out and rinse it for chop salad dinner.  Needs to sit out and dry off, since I don't have a lettuce spinner.

1:45 I've been texting my fellow rad mom, Audrey, all morning and we are hilarious.  This is the point, where I believe, we started talking smack about her neighbor's tree service. Worth noting, I think.

2:00 Bacon for chop salad in oven.

2:02 Before my kids can ask for another snack, they get a warning that rest time is coming.

2:03 They hide.

2:15 I decide to find them and get them into beds. Take bacon out.  Nice and crispy, just how I like it.

2:30 Decide to resurrect the blog.

3:00 Post blog.  Link on fb just so everyone knows and then time to work on book.

4:00 Kids will likely still be asleep.  I will consider waking them, but won't because I am getting more work done with them sleeping.

4:30 Husband home.  He will comment about how nice the house looks and how gorgeous I am in my wrinkly laundry day outfit and how awesome I am at preparing dinner on time, despite my writing.

See?  Very busy day.  I run a VERY tight ship.


What say YOU?  Will you read The Blog?  Are you so over it because I've teased you with consistent posting in the past?  Will The Gilligan finally get them off the island? 

Did you understand that last reference???

Peace out, Boy Scouts.