A friend was asking me how I get everything done. ROTFL! Like that will ever happen. It did make me be conscientious of my activities for the evening. It's average, I guess. Some days I get a lot more done, and some days I get a lot less done.
3:30 I sewed a brunch of trim on a pair of L's pants so she could wear them to church.
4:30-ish Charlie took the big 4 kids out for dinner because I asked him to. They had to be back at church for Proclaim practice by 6:30
4:30 - 8 The younger 2 love our Tuesday nights together. Usually it's only from 6-8, but I was hoping to get some work done here. First we made dinner. A lovely combo of hot dogs and grits. They got the hot dogs, I got a warm bowl of grits. Dinner of champions all the way around. I spent some time looking at a catalog with I while O watched a little Dora and played with my fabric scraps. Then we painted our nails. Poor I, he always wants to color his fingers and toes, too. Then we all made a big batch (10 cups) of chocolate syrup. Then it was get-ready-for-bed time. We read a few books until the rest of the gang came home just after 8.
Somewhere in all of that I picked a bunch of junk off the floor. I found shoes so we would be on time for PE today.
Later I transferred the sauce to jars for the fridge. I went to bed early.
Actually, I didn't get much done. I was tired and winding down. I woke up feeling much better today. I'm going to go to bed earlier again.