To quote Queen, “I want it all and I want it now.”  That’s right.  I want smart, beautiful, kind children, my loving sweet honey, the perfectly cleaned home, home made meals for my family everyday, a fat savings account and a not-so-fat waist.  I don’t ask for much, do I?

Oh, almost forgot . . . I’d like to be sane at the end of the day.  Or not so sane but medicated so that I will appear sane.

And more than the five hours of sleep that I am currently getting each night.

Let’s see how I’m doing:

happy, sweet, etc. kiddies — check

my sweet honey — check

perfectly cleaned home — eerrrwwww . . . needs attention

homemade family meals — I getting the meals on the table each night but it is a struggle.

savings — the bills are paid, ok!  get off of my back about it.

weight –  Needs work.  Lots of work.

sanity — I’m one of the sanest people I know.  However, I sometimes have bouts of what I call “mama guilt.”  I’m sure I’ll go into this more later.

sleep — I get plenty of sleep if I ignore all of the above.

To sum up:  Me, my sweet, well-adjusted children and my sweet honey all live in a somewhat clean and kind of organized home.  We have mostly nutritious meals but we do have these meals together.  All of our bills are paid but we have no savings to fall back on in case of an emergency.  And my fat ass is amazingly sane, which is surprising since I am sleep deprived and am not currently medicated.

Home sweet frickin’ home.