Do you ever feel like making strides in one area leads to an inevitable collapse in another? Over the past two days I’ve done 5 loads of laundry to get ready for an upcoming trip (and to hopefully find my son at least ONE pair of matching socks), I spent time volunteering for a local children’s activity, shuttled my kids to various activities and even got myself to the gym for my Tuesday workout. But now my living room has settled back into it’s natural state of laundry-strewn, toddler toy filled chaos. Yikes. I guess with only two arms there are only so many balls I can keep up in the air at once. But man, if you super-women with the magazine beautiful homes could please come teach me your secrets (or slip me some of your magic potion) I would greatly appreciate it! On the plus side, two weeks into my workout routine and one week into my local “Biggest Loser” competition, I’m down 4 pounds and “running” faster than I ever have before. I put that in quotes, though, because I know full well a caffeinated turtle could probably still pass me. But he, progress is progress!