Thursday, January 10, 2008

Cloning Myself

I've decided I could use a few clones. Which reminds me of a quip my pediatrician told me--"If evolution were true, Moms would have more hands." I could use an extra one. My husband tells me it's my own fault that we have 3 kids. He says we only have ourselves to blame that we are now outnumbered by the Natives.

When we walk across a parking lot, I carry one, hold one's hand (the least trustworthy mobile one), and have the 3rd stick her hand in my pocket where I can feel it. I can imagine what my little convoy looks like to other people, LOL.

This whole clone issue came to the forefront of my mind as I typed the Kids' Schedule for when I'm gone to London next week. It made me tired looking at it--it's now passed the 3 page mark. I am the official Hullett Personal Assistant, Social Secretary, chauffeur, cook, housecleaner, office manager, and who knows what else. I won't know what to do with myself--a week with only me and one child. Wow--it's like a vacation. And I'll have another kid-less adult with me. Hey, that's sounding more and more like Nirvana. Except for the whole potential for the Jet Lag thing to go horribly, horribly wrong. (Not to worry--I have packed the Baby Benadryl--again don't worry. I talked to the above-mentioned pediatrician about it!)

Well, it's getting late. I spent tonight whittling on my To Do list, which seems to be getting longer. For every one I mark off, I seem to add 2 more. But, I finished my LTC skit. That was tops of the list today. And as our old friend Scarlet, "Tomorrow's another day..."

In the meantime, me and my list need to go to bed.

(Dang it. I just thought of 2 other things to go on the list.)


Becky said...

You get the clones and send them out to help me. That would be great.