Waiting for Superwoman

So apparently, I’m not Superwoman.

The meandering lines of my dreams and my life as it is diverged big time this week as holiday preparations (read: biennial cleaning) and work claimed most of my waking hours.

Still, there have been small victories.  I haven’t picked up a pencil in a week, but there are a host of posts waiting for doodles, and, tomorrow, as the turkey slow roasts in  its maple glaze and we wait for the rest of our family to arrive, I will indulge in down time in the living room with the kids and the Big Guy and a pad on my lap.  And I will stake my banner there.

I may have surrendered a few battles this week, but I’m still in the fight.

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