My to do list is crazy. Yesterday I even snapped at S over it. We hardly argue, but man was I ready to swing for the fences. Instead we went to our separate corners and just chilled out for a bit. There isn't much of a juicy story, but the long and short of it is; I was complaining about mundane parenting issues and S asked if I had signed C up for summer camp yet. I was mad. It isn't my sole responsibility to plan the summer for our son, and I told S that exact thing. Then he offers to do it for me, but the way he says it makes it sound like he'll do it if I ask him too. Drives me crazy. Obviously I am super reasonable and say "no thanks, but thanks for offering." yeah - no, I didn't say that at all. I believe it was a very aggravated "F.O.R.G.E.T. IT!" and off I went to drown my sorrows in an episode of Days. 

The to do list is really weighing on me. As always we have so many balls in the air that it is difficult to commit to other things. On top of this S comes home everyday with more news about orders. Last month the talk was all about Vegas, he even asked me to look up neighborhoods and schools. This month he comes home and is talking about so many different places because Vegas is over manned. Furthermore he has said that we could be out of here as early as September. At this point I don't think that is plausible, but the words are out there and they still cause stress. I just keep thinking if we end up overseas or on the West Coast I want to spend more time with my family and don't want to sign C up for a bunch of summer activities. 

Okay enough whining. Today is going to be a gorgeous day, in the low nineties and I know one little boy who would love to come home to the kiddie pool set up! Today's to do list can certainly have some fun stuff too.