My Chaotic Art
My life is my chaotic art. I stay busy to stay moving and not thinking. This crazy oval I call my head is full of chaos that keeps me motivated. I hide all my fears there right next to my faith. i fear that I am not a good enough mother for my children. My faith tells me I am and I hear it often. I see the problems I have with relationships and wonder where I go wrong. Just a glimpse of my crazy week shows how I leave no time to think. Monday: up at 4am, pack for the day, load kids up drive to Doug's to watch his kids while he is at boot camp ready for work, leave at 645am drive to daycare, drop kids off drive to work at work at 730 til 4 grab a bit to eat school at 5-720, got there early drive to Newcastle to pick up kids make car payment drive home bathes for both kids Tony 's dad came over for about 30 minutes to see Tony and get his Father's Day present kids to bed homework til 11 lots of laundry Finally in bed at 1am Tuesday: up at 6am, ready for work, load ...