Responsiblity n stuff

This is more dear diary than journaling - I am starting to get it. Dear Diary, I am waiting to hear back about whether I got into a local holiday art show and it is kind of hard to wait! They never actually seem to notify when they say they will. C'mon - aren't these people artists who used to have to wait to hear about shows themselves? Don't they remember the pain of waiting?! I just keep telling myself that it's not a big deal - I mean, I don't even care if I get in! heh.

The last few days have been filled with menial household drudgery. The husband and I are trying a new household chore system. Cross your fingers for us! We have tried schedules before and failed. It is so easy to let stuff go by. I usually end up spending like three straight days getting caught up and end up exhausted. So... the schedule. We'll see! I am always wondering how other people manage it. Every day my attitude toward housework gets worse. I swear - I used to have such a positive attitude about it. What happened?!

Yesterday I did finally manage to get some new bracelets onto the site. And, catch up my business accounting. Hopefully today I will get a bunch of new stuff made.

The school is calling me about my son's shots. I must be the most irresponsible mother ever. It seems like every year I have to go get him shots or pick up records from the doctor and take them to the school. Now they are saying they don't show that he got some shot he needed as a baby! What? Like, how would I even get that record. I am sorry but this whole shots thing drives me crazy! I know it is for the common good and all but it is such a pain in my ass. And also, why don't the doctors just put the info on the shot record I already have so that I can keep up with it instead of having like five pieces of paper to keep up with. Okay, sorry for the rant but it seems like I have to deal with this a lot. Probably all the people my age who are having babies now are so much more together about it - going to the same doctor, keeping the records all together - I started this mom thing at 18 so that is my excuse for being all disorganized. I didn't even know then that I was supposed to get shots for my son. I remember my mom telling me I had to go do it and I was like - What? My son has been in so many different schools and his shots have all come from different doctors. It is kind of hard to keep up with. Being a mom is hard! ;) Seriously, I feel like I hang on by the skin of my teeth sometimes. I try to keep a sense of humor about it.

Okay, I guess I better go be responsible.