I'm running out of intriguing titles...

Nothing. Absolutely nothing to report. Where's the drama? The life? The sense of urgency? My life has gone from never-a-dull-moment to hey-was-that-a-dull-moment? Since when do dull moments spur excitement? I suppose I could blame it on a well-behaved child (well most of the time). Don't get me wrong, however. There's a lot going on...just not blog worthy. It's got to be blog worthy...

I do have a lot of things to get done around the house today. Being a stay at home mom/wife definitely has its perks. For instance...the sense of gratification and accomplishment I feel every time I actually get to complete a load of laundry. Or two or three... Or the joy I feel when I haven't come across one of those enormous, discusting black carpet ants in oh...I don't know....a couple hours at least. Yes, being a home maker does add a sense of purpose and meaning to an otherwise exciting life. And to be honest, sometimes I do have to remind myself that it's all worth it in the end. True that.