A minute in paradise...
Last night after I got the boys all tucked in and the house put back together, I decided it would be nice to take a nice relaxing bath. I turned on the water put on Norah Jones and dimmed the lights. I threw in a bath bomb (that I am so obsessed with right now), turned on the jets and climbed into the tub. I laid my head back, inhaled deeply, then shut my eyes and drifted off into paradise.
That moment seemed almost too perfect. I started waiting for something to interrupt me. I then couldn't relax because I thought for sure one of the boys would yell for me through the baby monitor. So I started staring at the thing just waiting for one of the boys to yell, "Mamma!". Then I remembered that I had left the whites in the washer and they needed to be put in the the dryer. I also remembered the internet bill was due the day before, oops, and that I needed to pay it asap. Then I looked at my toes and thought, "I really need to paint you" Then I started thinking, "what color I should paint them"? Then I looked at the clock and realized how late it was getting and thought I should probably go to bed.
Well at least I had one minute in paradise.