Time, such a simple four letter word, that I never seem to have enough of. Time seems to fly. No matter what I am doing. I have know about the Tar Heels Kids Consignment (formerly Tot Trade Consignment) for months. Months I tell you, like back before Christmas. Yet at 5:15pm when I got home yesterday, I was quickly entering in the last 50 items or so before the deadline of 6:00 pm. I made it with 10 minutes to spare, but we life happening I did not get to hang anything or get it tagged. This morning as I was eating breakfast I printed tags so when I get out of school I can hang and tag. Hopefully the DH will be feeling well enough to assist. I have to drop the items off this afternoon before I pick lil' one up from daycare.
I can tell time has not been my friend this semester either. I am way off my game. I have not gotten back into the rhythm of leaving school and heading to the library. I need to because I dislike waiting until the last minute to turn in the homework. Last night is a perfect example, I had two chapter reviews and a test due by midnight, I finished everything at 11:30 p.m. as the news was going off. Makes for a tired mommy/student/wife with 8:00 a.m. classes.