NOW WHAT?

My fingers are so waterlogged from washing dishes that they are sloshing on the keyboard. Now I remember why I like paper plates so much. The worst thing about not keeping up with your dirty dishes is that after a few days what ever is on them tends to metamorphisize into something so completely unidentifiable and disgusting that you can't believe it was once edible. The good thing is... if you wait a few more days it will completely dry up and chip off, making clean up so much easier.   I have also rediscovered the fact that I hate washing dishes.  After tonight there will be no more eatting in this house!  I am retiring from dish washing!

Its weird not having any routine.  I look around the house and its almost over whelming how much hope is riding on my constant presence.  I'm scared... I'm terrified!  I was so confident that I would give up my career and save the family.  Now I'm not so sure I can do it.  I will do my best, I will give it my all.  But what if its not good enough?  Then what?  This is all I have, and all I am.  What if I can't do it?  There is nothing left for me to quit, no secret weapons, no Plan B, no magic fix-alls.  There is so much riding on me.  I've helped to run a multimillion dollar store, and did it well, but can I run my own home and family?  Steve has so much faith in me, the kids are so happy to be with me... and me?  I've never been so unsure of myself as a parent.   Thank goodness for Dust Bunnies.  At least I know they'll always be here for me.  Nope, thats one thing that isn't going to change around here... LONG LIVE THE DUST BUNNIES!