Buried

My to-do list is going to eat me alive. It's so big that I'm paralyzed and cannot even think of where to begin. Food to prepare, things to clean, people to call (well, if my insurance company is considered people,) places to go, and bills to pay. Some of the errands actually sound fun, until you imagine them with three children, and a very full diaper bag "just in case."

If only Taesya were older and could babysit. Hmm, babysitter. Maybe I will call ours. I need all the help I can get.