Whoa, not like that...
No, no, no, I didn't mean it like that. It's just... well... February. February makes me want to do wild, insane things with my life. It makes me dissatisfied with everything and irrational and crave change. Sell everything and move to Botswana, type change. I need to not do these things.
Things I cannot do in February:
-decide to convince Duane to become foster parents.
-pull all the kids out of school and homeschool them.
-decide to put all the kids in full time care and go full time at my school.
-decide to drop out of school.
-decide to embark on a major self-improvement thingie.
-decide to give up all self-improvement in favor of sloth-dom.
-give up completely any notion of raising children who could be acceptable in polite company.
-volunteer for 16 really involved church-improvement projects.
-quit teaching Sunday School in a huff.
-sell all our stuff and give the money to the poor.
Things I can do in February:
-chill.
-await March and with it the return of my sanity.
Things I cannot do in February:
-decide to convince Duane to become foster parents.
-pull all the kids out of school and homeschool them.
-decide to put all the kids in full time care and go full time at my school.
-decide to drop out of school.
-decide to embark on a major self-improvement thingie.
-decide to give up all self-improvement in favor of sloth-dom.
-give up completely any notion of raising children who could be acceptable in polite company.
-volunteer for 16 really involved church-improvement projects.
-quit teaching Sunday School in a huff.
-sell all our stuff and give the money to the poor.
Things I can do in February:
-chill.
-await March and with it the return of my sanity.