One of those months where you wonder where the time went.

One of those weeks where you get a long-anticipated letter and four days later, you still haven’t written a response.

One of those days where you feel like you’ve accomplished something when you change from one set of pajamas to another.

And so it goes.

Nothing of any particular excitement has happened, either, which would make the general busyness of my life seem a little more worthwhile. I did undertake the monumental task of organizing all of Hannah’s schoolwork from this past year, figuring out what we didn’t need to keep, selling and/or giving away old books and materials, and now I just need to sit down and figure out curriculum for next year. Homeschooling is pretty awesome in a lot of ways, but choosing curriculum is NOT one of them.

I’ve missed the past two Presanctified Liturgies. I’ve decided to call it quits with the 365 project. My sleep patterns have been disrupted lately, and while I’m still having vivid dreams, I can barely recall them once I’ve woken up.

On the plus side, I’ve read three or four books in just this past week. I got a new cell phone and returned the Nokia brick phone that the hospital provided; the new phone is far cuter and has a Bob Marley ringtone. Africa is only a few months away, and it’s looking like I might also be taking a trip to Arizona in May. The future is bright…

Now if I could only figure out where I’ve misplaced my brain.