The weekend blurred again, far too short to accomplish everything in my list.

Some things have to be done, like laundry and dishes, but all the others were once again relegated to the pile of

“when I get around to it”

As much as I love to make lists, the best mneumonic I’ve ever found is caffeine. Somehow, it allows me to focus on the list and actually accomplish a few of the many tasks ahead.

But this Sunday wasn’t one of accomplishment or list completion.

Instead, it was a quiet day where I spent time with the kids and tidied, ran on the treadmill and read a book while my little guy had a nap,

content in the knowledge that I was close by.

Where I had Chinese food with friends and dreamed about vacations in the winter. We finished the night off with chocolate cake and ice cream and I put my children to bed,

dreaming of beaches and sunny days.