For someone who doesn't work outside the home, I love Friday. It means I have 2 days that I can 'sleep' in. You know till 715. LOL It's the two days out of the week that I don't feel like I have to rush. Rush to get dinner on the table, rush to get the boys in bed. Rush, rush, rush Now, I'm not complaining. I thrive on the pressure to get things done on time. I'm a routine girl. But the weekend is something so different. So relaxing. I'm told its good to change things up a little. I don't do it enough. I have vowed to do a little shake up in my 'routine' this year. But sadly, I'm lacking the motivation. Would anyone care to give me a swift kick in the butt?! Knowing how I can get in the winter, I'm going to start planning my days. Yes, another routine. Scrap booking while Wyatt naps, better meal planning. Heck I might even throw in some exercising. No promises though:) And keeping up this blog. All week I was going to write. I just never did. But here I sit, on a Friday night, all the boys asleep. Judd with his head on my lap. Jim snoring in the bedroom and I write. About nothing. About something. About changing the way I do my 'routine'. About being a better wife and mother. About being a better me. I need to better myself in so many ways. And that is what I'm going to do this year.