Back to School, Back to Reality

Yesterday marked the boys’ first day back to school after 12 days of Christmas break, and I’m still wrapping my head around it. The entire day I thought it was Monday—something about the holiday haze and lack of structure messes with my internal clock. But here we are, back in action, and while I’m relieved to return to some semblance of routine, I am utterly exhausted.

Christmas break was a whirlwind. The boys were full of energy, bouncing between being overstimulated by holiday festivities and moments of sheer boredom. There were days when it felt like they were ready to climb the walls, and others when they were glued to their new toys or screens. Keeping them occupied was like juggling flaming torches while balancing on a unicycle—exhilarating but completely draining.

Now that they’re back in school, the house is quieter, and I’m back at work, trying to plan for a new sales year. It’s a little calmer on my end, which is perfect for strategizing and finding my footing for what’s ahead. January always feels like a blank slate in some ways, and I’m ready to make the most of it.

On the home front, I’m determined to keep this house clean and organized. We all know how quickly things spiral when routines fall apart, and I’m not about to let the chaos of break seep into the new year. If the dishes are done and the laundry isn’t threatening to overthrow the house, I’m calling that a win.

So here’s to getting back into the groove, finding balance amidst the madness, and embracing the slower, quieter moments when they come. January may not have the sparkle of Christmas, but it’s a chance to reset—and I’ll take that any day.