This weekend Darwin asked me what super power I wanted.
I want to freeze time.
You want to freeze time?
Yes, I want to freeze time. I want to pause everything and clean the house. Or scrapbook. Or nap.
Where'd you get an idea like that, Mom?
From an '80's sitcom. Duh.
Doncha wanna be ElastiGirl instead Mom?
Well, although I appreciate her awesomeness, I'd rather stop time.
And it's true, time is just flyin' by. I know people say this all time, but it's true. And I'm struggling to keep up. I want to keep up, but I'm not.
I want lots and lots of things. Clean house. And organized house. Handmade things. A finished quilt (cough, cough, nudge, nudge). Time to play family games.
And it's a tired, broken record. And I'm trying - really I am. I'm not nearly as down as I'm certain the post sounds. But it would be damn nice for my fingers to realize it's November and stop typing October all over the place.
And if I could give Aaron a superpower it would be to grow an un-scratchy beard. And not having hoarding issues. And get shit done lightening fast.
Yes, in that order.