Path Of Least Resistance

Lightbulb moment:  TA-Daaaaaaaaaaa.   It is clear now, that on the days in which I aim to accomplish much more than obliging my children, I feel stymied(very unbecoming).  Today, initially from a position of surrender, I (to the exclusion of all else) played, read, listened, held, and answered the same questions repeatedly, as needed.  Offering myself felt good and required less effort  than repeated and failed attempts to "mulit-task"/tune out and placate.  Ages three and one and a half, it seems fair and reasonable to need and have near constant attention. Age 41, it seems equally reasonable to want adult interaction, sleep, and diversion.  I will have the remainder of my years to rest, converse, and lose myself to tasks.

Fuck those GROWING piles of receipts, laundry, clothes to grow into, clothes to pass on, toys and books for now, for when they are older, and waiting to be passed on.  I am a stay-home mom to our boys, who will be small only once. Honestly, the boundary of going to work would be easier than this infinite cycle of responsibility and awareness for all matters household and family.  It is my/our good fortune to experience in full, these precious first years.   For each hour of sleep I am recompensed, the enjoyment of these days is exponentially greater.  It seems I may be due some back pay. 

To my relief, the piles wait for and mock me.  While not wishing this away,  

I do have my fantasies:

1) walking 3 feet without tripping over a dog, ball, racetrack, or person

2) ONE short break from the boys,dogs, husband, and house

3) going poo with the door closed and without explanation

4) ONE short break with my sweet sexy Andy

5) some more frequent urges to shag my husband, let him shag me, whatever...He is gorgeous, patient, cool, hot, yummy smelling....uh oh..I think I just felt something similar to an urge.

I like to believe that if  fantasies #1-4 were fulfilled, #5 would be the result.

Path Of Least Resistance:  generous, lazy, spiritual, or just ridonculously short-sighted?

PS~If you have stopped by because Michele awarded me "Kick Ass Blogger" and you trusted I was going to give some good blog, I apologize because right now, I "suck ass".  Love you Michele (with only one L; Ha. I finally got it right).  I hope to make good on your word. Soon. Feel free to revoke.  And, if you have read this far, YOU KICK ASS.  Please award yourself.  When I feel worthy of this third  award,  I will offer an acceptance speech and embrace my opportunity to share some "kickass"  love.