Today I was busy writing my column at the last minute (I have to break this horrible habit!) and the kids were running around like crazy people. They wanted snack after messy snack and then they needed help with a DVD. There were fights and spills and my little one wanted to sit by me on the couch to watch a movie.
I was angry at myself for once again being a slacker, frustrated because I needed to finish and angry that my kids wouldn’t leave me alone. That was a toxic combination and, not surprisingly I blew.
So often I think about how great it would be if they were both in school – I could write more, get out of debt faster and keep a cleaner house. . But honestly, my sweet kids are only little for a short while and they are far more important than writing, getting out of debt or anything else other than God and my husband!