Urgh.

I just read through a couple of my most recent posts, and I wanted to throw a rock at my computer. Ya see, I have this "rule" where I am a Mom, when my humans are conscious, and their alternative parental device is off making millions, or becoming a genius; therefor, I have a window of nap time, and bed time to work with.

Chris got a new job. He makes millions, did I mention that? Anyway, at this new job, he works part time, only a few days a week. His work-slash-school schedule works beautifully together. In order to get in his absolute needed daily surf, he wakes up at the butt crack of dawn (aka 5 AM) and heads off to see the real love his life: Mother Ocean.

Which means I don't get to go to Yoga in the morning.

Bummer, I know.

So, that means everything gets bumped up. I used to blog during naps (well... WHEN I blogged...I'm only consistent at being inconsistent) . Now, I clean my house sans children, lounge, plan the rest of our day, do nothing, ornwhen I'm feeling really enthusiastic, I shower. This all used to occur during their bed time.

But, yoga got moved to bed time.

I don't like working out mid-day.

It's got to be morning or night.

Ya with me?

Where am I going?

AH YES!

Yoga.

Chris and I do yoga together at night.

Seriously.

I love it.

He loves it.

I love him.

But that wasn't where I was really going... Focus. SO (ahem) after yoga, and showering, and dating my husband, it gets pretty late. And then I don't blog. Or, even better, I do blog. And then it's crummy. Punctuation. Spelling. Tangents. Urgh. It's gotten ugly people.

And I'm sorry.

But I can't think of any other solution.

So, here's to the new world of writing like I'm in Elementary School, again.

Welcome.