No Cirque, Just a Cough

We didn't make it to the Cirque Dreams show last week. Jeff came down with whatever I have, so we were both pathetic coughing creatures all week. I struggled through work, trying to learn as much as I could while recovering and hopefully avoiding any additional germs. The kids are smaller, but still funny and challenging and everything you'd think handling a roomful of children would be. I love it.

This weekend the plan was productivity. But the last days of my cold are still kicking. So all I've managed is to pull out all the random papers I have all over the house and make a big pile on the floor to reorganize and make sense of it all. I'm skipping dinner and ordering pizza instead, and hopefully making it to the grocery store tomorrow.

I watched I Don't Know How She Does It today, it was cute and realistic. I was getting visions of my future trying to juggle everything. No rush for that!

Not much on my plate right now besides getting used to the new job. Lots of planning to do. My parents are vising in a few months which will sneak up on me and be tomorrow in no time. I need to figure out what I want them to see of Japan while they're here! We have big plans to climb Mt. Fuji in the summer and I am a) terribly out of shape for climbing the stairs, much less climbing a mountain and b) having all sorts of trouble getting into a workout routine. I have dreams of a big honeymoon for our 5th anniversary (summer 2013), since we didn't have the chance to do a honeymoon after the big day. If that's going to happen, I need to start figuring out what, where, and how we're going to find the money for it. Hm. There was more on my planning to-do list. Maybe I should make a list that's not just in my head.

I should stop avoiding the papers and get to it. Jeff even brought home a label maker for me to use. He doesn't understand my organizing habits, but at least he lets me do my thing. And I repay him by taking care of things like taxes and keeping track of our files, mostly. If keeping track means they're piled somewhere in the house, then that counts, right?