Unrest

I hate days like this. I have so many things that I should be doing, and I'm not doing any of them.

Just a small sampling of what I *should* be doing:
~ cleaning up the house
~ laundry
~ stripping and remaking all of the beds
~ sweeping and mopping all of the floors
~ dishes
~ going through and reorganizing some of my craft stuff
~ pulling out completed projects to measure and photograph (hold that thought)
~ cleaning out the van (it's gross in there)
~ inventorying (that's a word, right?) my soap to see if I need to make more in the near future
~ starting a new crafty project that was brought over by a friend as a possible side business

What I have done so far today:
~ went to church, but had to leave early due to a toileting accident (not mine)
~ made a pizza for the boys for lunch
~ stripped Sarah's bed and washed the sheets and comforter (haven't remade it yet though)
~ took a nap. Sort of. I could still hear the TV, although my eyes were closed.
~ did my nails
~ stared at the computer for a while without even really doing anything

Why can't I focus on anything?

Part of the reason is that I'm just plain tired. I got very little sleep for this past week and it's definitely catching up on me. And when I get tired, I have the attention span of a gnat on speed. I move from one thing to the next, one thought to the next, and nothing gets done.

Plus I've been pondering my whole crafty business thing. At one point I had a website for it, and I did a nice little business on it, but I let that go when my life got to be so chaotic. I'm also thinking about changing the name of it and *maybe* tying it in with this blog (hence the pictures and measurements that I need to do of some of the finished items). I just haven't decided what I want to do with it yet. I know that I love to make things. I love to sell the things that I make. It makes me happy. I've always said that my dream when I grow up is to have my own little shop where I can make and sell things for a living. I even have a mental image of my shop in my head. But in order for that to happen, a lot of other things have to happen first.

So I believe that I am going to take my muddled mind, step away from the computer for a few hours, actually do some of the things on my list, and then the boys and I are going to walk into town. We have some overdue (by one day) movies to return at the library - thank goodness for the drop slot - and then there are fireworks at 10pm. It will be a late night - we'll be walking about a mile to see the fireworks, but it'll be fun. Actually, I'll be walking and they'll most likely be riding in the double stroller, but whatever. Maybe if I get out and get a little bit of exercise, I'll feel better in general and maybe even be able to sleep tonight.

Hopefully I don't fall asleep while we're watching the fireworks. That could be bad.