Three Painted Nails

I'm struggling with time lately.  How I spend my time at work and at home, time for myself, my relationships.  Just time.  There's never enough of it, and when there is, time it goes by in the blink of an eye.   I could tell you that Madison is six going on sixteen and you'll believe me, but I can also tell you that she just graduated Kindergarten and you'll believe me.   Both statements are true.  One however was 63 days ago and I swear it was last week.  Her graduation certificate is still hanging on the fridge, the thought of Grade 1 looming so far in the future I couldn't imagine it.  And now there's 14 days until school starts.  My email is blowing up with Back-to-School sales and things I need to to order before September.  What I don't think is helping me that at work we are always planning one or two weeks in advance, so my brain is always ahead of where we actually are.  I don't have any way around that, but I know that a ...

"Mommy can we go ice skating?"  "Mommy can we go skating now?"  "Mom! Can we PLEASE go skating?" "MOM. PLEASE. SKATE.". Holy hell girl, I love you but simmer down.   We drive by the neighbour skating rink everyday, multiple times, and she even attends out of school care on the same property as the rink.   I can't avoid it, I can't pretend it's closed.  She sees it constantly, therefore, I'm asked constantly.   The weather here has been a bit bananas since the new year and I'm also a wuss.  I don't do things outside if it's any colder than zero (my husband just rolled his eyes, he knows that's a lie.  My baseline outdoor temperature tolerance is probably closer to twelve to fifteen). We had what feels like a month of minus 40 weather, even though the ice was open, it was way too cold to be outside.  After the deep freeze, in true Calgary fashion, had an awesome Chinook weather moment and had two weeks of sunny, +8 d...

You're lying. It is not almost November.  There is no way that it's been almost a year since I went back to work, since Ellie was a baby, since Madison was still in daycare.  There's just no way.   I am not five months away from 40.  Don't you dare.  Halloween is two weeks away, Christmas is two months away, and do you know how fast that is with two little kids?  It's a combination speed, light speed and turtle.   Lightle.   Everyday with them is an adventure, a test of our patience and our hearts grow three sizes, much like our favourite Christmas movie star.  Which yes, we have already watched once this fall.  It's month nine-hundred-seventy-seven in Covid land and we've run out of tv shows to watch together so we moved on to follow a low-life gambler trying to get rich quick with English subtitles, in edge of your seat plot twists.  If you know, you know.  But in these past ten months my girls have grown leaps and bounds. ...