Why am I here?

Why am I here?

I've got a million things to do, yet I find myself right here...in front of this computer...

Why?
Why?
Why do I waste my time in my blog when I have chores to do?

My daughter is nursing a cold and is sticking to me like glue. She is on my lap as I am typing which requires some acrobatics and juggling for me given that my now-huge-pregnant belly is taking up most of the lap space. I can hardly reach the keyboard as I have pushed my chair as far back as possible to make space for them both. Am typing with one hand as my other hand is supporting DD as she balances on half a lap.

Despite the hassle, I am still here typing.

Oh, the things I do to put off all that I have to do.

ok...I'm going now...

...to put in another load of laundry (they never end, do they?)
...to fold the clothes in the dryer before they get all wrinkled up
...to clean the fridge of all my "science experiments" (left-overs somehow always end up this way, don't they?)
...to prepare dinner
...to start putting down Christmas decor

oohhh... I don't think I'll be able to do all that today. It's too late in the afternoon. I'll start tomorrow morning instead.