It seems like I always have 4 or 5 great ideas for blog topics while I shower in the evenings. Then, I get out of the shower and *bam* they’re gone! Instead of one of those great thought provoking blogs, you get this tonight.

Since A was born, I can say that my errand runnings and general outings have decreased. Some had to do with weather, but a lot of it has to do with the logistics needed to get two kids ready, navigate nap and lunch time, and get in and out of the carseats several times.

So, I needed to go to the post office. I had three packages to send. I needed to return some books I borrowed from a friend, send some cloth diapers to a friend, and return a bag I bought on Etsy. First, we went to Target. That went relatively well, but my hands were pretty well frozen by the time we got into the building. K was cooperative, and A tolerated the stroller better than expected. We got back into the car and went to the post office. I felt like I was in a competition at the post office. I had to address the packages, pack the stuff up, and seal it all. Then, I stood in line, and paid for all my stuff and the postage for it. Just as I was finishing up, A decided he had enough. He started to complain. Luckily, I was able to wheel my stroller out to the car and get him in there before he started a full protest.

I thought I deserved a mocha or a latte from Starbucks for all my work, but since I’m still dairy free, I decided to pass. Making them with soy milk doesn’t hit the spot in the same way as whole milk does. I guess knowing that we did it and we all survived will have to be my reward.