There's only so many ways to re-account everyday life.
Ran dishes, did laundry, fill sippy cups, cleaned Tuckie's habitat, picked Griffin up from school, ran more laundry, opened the mail, colored with the kids.
But in all honesty, for me, it's those constants the ground me and that I enjoy the most -- yes, I enjoy doing the laundry.
What I don't enjoy are all the unpleasentries, the broken pipe, the meter guy, the broken back door. But that's what keeps me on my toes, I suppose. The little - or big - surprises that make each day unique.
I'm trying to roll with them. Really trying.