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Plans change

I don’t know why I still bother to plan, because my plans always change! Well, yes, I do. It’s because if I have a plan, I at least know which direction to go and without a plan I just wander around aimlessly.

Instead of doing the genealogy, the cleaning and the schedule, I re-applied the patches to my sons’ scout shirts, and the whole family went to the scout event. For some reason, I had thought I would be home with the babies and not get to go. I guess I am just not used to having that van yet, because for the past I can’t even remember how long, one parent has stayed home with part of the kids while the other has gone.

Anyway, after that, we didn’t get home until after 4, DH went to the grocery store,and then it was girls to youth and a nap for me. If Mr. Insomnia shows up tonight, I may hand him the mop!

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