So working from home is truly a blessing and I am so thankful, but some days all I can say is "will this day ever end?" Today is definitely one of those days. While I am on one of my conference calls (my third of the day to be exact) my children decided to "break bread" (literally) on my bed. As I was listening intently to my call and the kids were playing, little did I know that there was a master plan going on right under my nose. The kids were laughing and running back and forth between their rooms and my room, which is a common occurrence in our everyday lives. It was only when I got up (with my phone and headphones still attached to my head) to check on them that I saw an empty Publix bread bag laying in the floor of the foyer. I must have looked like one of those wild eyed, wild haired women in a mad dash toward my bedroom. When I got to the door and looked in what I saw horrified me. I saw cans of corn, bottles of vitamin water, bananas (luckily they had their peels still on), a full loaf of bread unopened, and an entire package of Publix dinner rolls broken into crumbs all over my unmade bed. So after the initial shock wore off, my eyes retracted in my head, and my hair laid back down, I began to delegate.
The mess is now cleaned, my blood pressure has returned to normal, and the kids are now watching Scooby Doo in the living room with me so I can keep a close eye on them. We can chalk this up to lessons learned and from now on I will be following the kids up and down the hallway like a little puppy dog (with a phone in hand and headset on head).
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