May or May Not Monday

"I fear I can only be serious on Tuesdays. Only between the hours of noon and three."

May or May-Not Monday: Where you can divulge the secrets of life's mishaps without feeling like a failure. So go on... own up. I may have...

I may or may not have put on a face mask (not a clay one) and forgotten to take it off. With the 13% humidity it just absorbed into my skin. My skin does feel rather refreshed from it.

I may or may not have decided to do my motherly duty and make cupcakes to celebrate my littles' birthday at school. Of course not at all without hiccups. I may have spent more time on the concept than making sure I had enough for execution. The whole thing may have taken me four hours to complete instead of maybe a little more than an hour.

I may or may not have slept for 13 hours straight Friday night. I may or may be suffering from exhaustion. Cause I slept ten hours the following night and just feel the constant need of a nap.

I may or may not have decided to take a chance and purchase a bold nail polish color only to realize that nothing in my wardrobe to complement the color. Nevertheless, I have decided not to care and wear it. Whoa, two bold choices in a week.

I may or may not still be unable to find the swing of our new schedule of responsibilities and find enough rest for everyone to thrive.

I may or may not be entirely impressed with our littlest little person. He took it upon himself to fix a sprinkler head all on his own. Once he learned of it being broken (broken for the two years we've owned the house) he went into the work bench got a new head and put it back together. All without telling anyone of his feat. It was only discovered after needing to fix three other sprinkler heads that he had tinkered with and left askew. In a few years I may consider giving him my honey do list.

After typing that last one, I may or may not have been woken up at 2:30am to the sound of intense rain. It took some sleuthing to figure out where the sound was coming from since there was no rain falling from the sky. Another attack had been launched on a sprinkler head by a particular little. This time it was a slaughter leaving a geyser in its place. And a flood.