Where to Start or Stop?!

small group was at our house tonight. it was fun, as always. it's so crazy getting the house ready for everyone to come, but worth it. i enjoy myself so much more when my house is in order and somewhat clean. and now i get to start the week with a tidy house and that excites me - such a simple, but scrumptious pleasure. so here's where i'm at - everyone leaves around 9:00. the boys had already put themselves to bed, something they've started doing on small group nites, which is so cute and cracks me up. phoebe is running around, high from nutella, of which she just ate half the jar, and singing lullabies to her sleeping brothers. we finally get her to bed, jeremy relaxes in front of the t.v., and i sigh relief, feeling satisfied that we had a great evening with friends, but loving being in that place where i get to sit and do nothing but enjoy the fruits of my labor in my somewhat clean and tidy house. just sit and enjoy for a moment. ahhh, just sit. and enjoy. sure, there are the dishes and crumbs from our get-together, but those don't bother me right now because they are happy-from-just-having-company, those dishes and crumbs! so i don't feel the need to sit for too terribly long because remember, i'm in good spirits because of my somewhat clean and tidy house and want to build upon that somewhat clean and tidy house...but i don't know where to start...or stop...AND THAT IS MY PROBLEM - and trust me, i've got lots. the options are endless!

do i:

• quick take care of those dirty-but-happy-from-just-having-company dishes and crumbs?
• maybe start my nightly routine?
• call to see how mom is feeling today?
• plan my day tomorrow?
• go to bed early?
• work on the shutterfly photobook that i hope-to-but-probably-won't finish for my mom's mother's day gift?
• try a few of the creme-filled chocolate chip cookies that melissa brought for the kids' snack and forgot to take home when she left?
• create and hang up a few new routines for the boys that i've been thinking about and know will make tomorrow run more smoothly?
• finish planning the summer?
• reply to email that i now officially neglect?
• blog about otuwel (another topic for another day)?
• fill up my new money organizer envelopes?
• check facebook to see if anyone wants to be my friend?
• debrief the day with jeremy because there is lots to debrief - the fact that oliver, and therefore, isaac didn't want to go to children's church this morning, why the butter cake didn't turn out, why he didn't brag on our relationship during the marriage discussion at small group?

so i ask my new personal life coach, jeremy. he says, "let's just go to bed." i say, "hey, wanna come look at my accidental decorating job in the laundry room?" linda had complimented my accident while here for small group, which thrilled me, so i sought just a bit more admiration from hubby. on our way to the laundry room, i handed him the boys' 60 ice cream social raffle tickets that they get to sell. he smirked at my accidental decorating and told me he doesn't do selling of raffle tickets. rather desperately, i said that neither do i! coach said, "we'll just send them with kim." i said, "we can't just send them with kim. isaac wants to sell them to the new neighbor!" he said, "not the tickets. the boys. send them with kim to sell the tickets." smart man, that jeremy. falling into me, he handed the tickets back, and said that he could keep his eyes open no longer - he gets the last say about the tickets because now i'm laughing (i'm still in a good mood because of my tidy and somewhat clean house) at his dramatic sleepiness. if i wanted to talk to him any longer i needed to talk in bed. so i got comfy in my comfy pants and tennis shoes (i didn't get ready for bed because i wasn't yet ready for bed because i still had to enjoy my down time in my somewhat clean and tidy house) and climbed into bed next to jeremy. it didn't take long before i was talking to him instead of with him and once again found myself wondering where to start...or stop!!! instead of falling asleep with my contacts in and unbrushed teeth, like i did last night, i got up, and found myself here, ranting from the pink checkered floor. i've accomplished absolutely nothing. but i did write and it feels really good. it feels good to have the floor and get these thoughts out of my head. well, now it's too late to start anything, so i guess i'll stop and go to bed!