School time.

School is back in session.  I love my kids but they are work.  I've said this before but...DAMN, they are work.  I have schedules, my schedules are pretty flexible, but I have a schedule.  Any time my kids are not in school or my wife is off then the laundry, kitchen, and the rest of the house gets all higgly piggly.  In case you're not familiar with that phrase it comes from Bloom County and the definition can best be described as the picture to your left.

When they are in school then they have a schedule and I have a schedule.  They need to be at school by this time therefore I need to wake up by this time.  Then I can hit the gym (even ride my bike, weather permitting), do laundry, clean the kitchen and even have time to do some "whatever" things.  Their is a safe store nearby that I've been meaning to go to.  Grocery shopping is an adventure with a two year old and with three kids it's an extreme adventure.  We have a minor plumbing issue that I can probably fix, if two kids are in school.

I'm hoping I can get more studying done because I don't have a kid coming up to me and saying that their sibling isn't fair.  My normal response is "Tough, life isn't fair."  then I find out what's going on.

I can get more done with them at school but I already miss them.