My kids winter break is coming to an end, and the amount of mom guilt I have is unreal. This winter break wasn’t fun filled and bursting with activities, it wasn’t magical or remotely like I had intended.

Obviously I wasn’t planning on the entire house being taken out by the flu but I would be lying if I said I’m not disappointed. One aspect I’ve been holding onto is at least the kids didn’t get sick on the actual holiday itself (instead they got taken out with the sickness directly after the holiday).

It’s substantially harder to keep a house clean when these kids are not in school, which is another aspect that’s been making me feel worse. Speaking of cleaning- have moms discovered a storage option that’s realistic for storing Barbies/those 1826473 tiny accessories that come with them? My living room looks like Mattel had a bomb go off🫣

I’m a creature of habit so I’m looking forward to the return of our normal schedules tomorrow, it’s much easier to accomplish basics without 2 small humans coming behind to undo what I’ve just done.

I’m grateful that my work week is halfway over, the layering of clothing and needing a jacket at work is getting quite old. There was semi functional heat last night but certain areas are even colder than the temperatures outside. The daily complaints from customers is embarrassing, but there’s literally nothing I’m able to do about it and the ones in charge don’t seem to care about it enough to actually address it.

I’m hoping my sense of gratitude returns, at the moment it seems to be on hiatus so this is the best I can muster.