What are you doing?

From time to time I wonder,
What is it that I am doing that makes it so hard to blog?
Honestly, right now, I could easily crawl back into bed and not think about it for a single second.
But, I don't want a huge gap in my history and I hope that sometime down the line,
my kids will read this and realize that I was not just a crazed lunatic who frequently melted into a pile of goo (no wicked witch reference intended) but that I was indeed just a busy mom trying to keep her stuff together.

Owning your own business is such a crazy undertaking.
I felt like I had a pretty good idea of how it was going to effect our lives,
because we had done it before.
But, in fact, "I" had not done it before.
Because I wasn't really involved in our first business venture.

When we decided to do this one, Peter insisted that I be involved.
I was reticent at first.
I didn't want to give up my *own* business (Pampered Chef).
But, in time, I realized that he was going to need me to do full time marketing for the store.

So, he works 200% of the time,
And I work 100% of the time and it is indeed crazy for the both of us.

It leaves little time for blogging,
but, I want my kids to know some day exactly (or sort of) what we went through at this time in their lives.
Some people may think it a detriment to have such young children during this time, for both them, and us.
But honestly, I think that it is an amazing process for all of us.

We all have to work hard to get things done,
to enjoy time together,
to have other activities we enjoy.
It is a full life,
but a good life.
And our kids see us working.
And working together.
And sometimes they work.
Abby works at the store, asking people if they have ever baked our pizzas, and opening the door for people. Doing dishes at home, walking the dog, and believe me, just getting her to clean her room is a major ordeal.
Wade comes with me in the pizza trailer, and hands out pizzas after school, brings garbages downstairs and clears the table.
Jaxon... okay, Jaxon doesn't work with me per se, but he has to pick up extra slack at home, and empties the dishwasher every day, takes out the recycling and trash, and picks up the family room, and sometimes his bedroom. He brings down the laundry from his room, and he takes the clean laundry upstairs and puts it away.

We all pitch in, to make life a little easier on everyone else. My house is not always clean, neither are my bathrooms, but I am grateful that it forces me to rely on my kids, because they in turn, learn to work, and do their fair share, because I will admit, I am one of those who *may* just do it myself, instead of having my kids do it, because I can do it better, faster, and I will be happier with the results.

Instead, I hope that I am teaching children the meaning of hard work, and I hope, in time, they will see what success hard work brings. We are all in this together, in fact, we did this FOR them. So that we can all have the life we want to have, and enjoy the things we want to enjoy, and by golly, sometimes doing that, and getting that includes a lot of hard work.

I don't think I could ever list on here all of the things I do for work. I am sure you can imagine. But overall, we love it. It's challenging, but we love it.