Dividing the load

Nearly six weeks have passed, and I find myself shocked that it has already been so long. Time is a funny thing. Individual days may pass slowly, with little to do, or speed by without the opportunity to take a breath before moving from one place to the next, but regardless of how long or short the days seem, time in itself seems to fly by. Six weeks. Six weeks worth of memories, and it still feels like I’ve only been here for two.
Most days are relaxed here, which I find myself enjoying very much. Once the girls are off to school, I find myself resting in bed for another hour or so before curling up with a book, my sketch pad, shooting off e-mails, wandering the beautiful streets of London, or visiting with my friend Kyle. The girls are a handful, and I’ve definitely had my work cut out for me, and yes, there are moments when I want to lock them in their bedrooms until I feel like letting them out again after a day or two, but its worth it. These beautiful girls are so incredible and smart and they argue with one another and brood and I have to handle it all, but at the end of the day, the hugs before bedtime and the smiles when we’re having a good time make it worth it. And very much so.
Because it has been so long since I have written. And I’m never going to get anywhere if I continue to try to add things up before I write, there shall shortly be several new posts highlighting major parts of my summer so far. If I try to do it cumulatively, I’m never going to write these damn things down. And honestly, by the time I find a moment to myself during the day, I’m so tired I just want to take a nap or watch scrubs on the television. So you have to understand the amount of sheer laziness I am tossing away to bring you the pleasures of my summer. Hahaha. Be happy you are loved. And that everyone’s making me write this. :P
I promise I'll keep up from now on. Maybe. I promise to try.