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Groundhog Day

Lately, every day feels like Groundhog Day in my  house. 

No, not the "holiday" we had last week about seeing shadows and all that. 

More like the Bill Murray movie from 1993. You know the one where every day he wakes up to do the same things over and over again?

It's like that right now in my house. Get up, get breakfast on the table, wash up some dishes, do some laundry, referee the fights between the kids, etc., etc.

See the weather is too cold to take the children out to go play, there is too much sickness being spread around for us to go out to many indoor play places, and I think we are all going a little stir crazy. 

I mean I find myself saying the same things and cleaning up the same things a million times a day. Seriously, as soon as I get one thing put away and move to the next thing, the first thing has already been taken out and spread all over the house. 

And I would be lying if I said I didn't hate it sometimes. Sometimes I just wish that someone could come sit in my house while I take an hour to get pampered. But I know if I did get a chance to just leave for a bit, I would feel guilty and think about my kids the whole time. 

And as much as I wish for more excitement, I know that these days are coming to an end soon. My son will be starting kindergarten in the fall and will be gone most days. And my daughter will get more independent and require less and less of me. So I'm soaking it in as much as I can now. 

I also don't want to spend time wishing for more excitement because experience has taught me that excitement doesn't always mean fun. Sometimes it is sickness or similar and I'm okay with all that staying away right now.  

Yes, I am putting some dreams and goals on the back burner right now, but the time I get to spend with my children (even if it feels like Groundhog day everyday) is totally worth it. 

And I'm accepting that part of the reason that everyday feels the same is because of me. I choose what we do or don't do during the day so I can make the days more fun or even more lazy if I choose. 

Lately, I have been letting the kids and the constant chore list in my head decide what we can or can't do during the day. 

So today, I'm making a vow to either a) start adding some variety into our lives or b) stop complaining about the same things everyday. 

And I'll just keep waiting for the warm days of spring and summer when we can spend the day outdoors....at least inside the house stays clean then.

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