Making an Effort

We're busy. All if us. With chores, jobs, kids, family, and every day life. Where does that leave friends? Sure we have them, but do we see them?

It's easy to get stuck in a routine especially for this stay at home mom. With this dreary whether and short days the girls are almost impossible to get out of the house. They really just want to stay home and tell me that with much frustration.

I received a message from a good friend I haven't seen in nearly four months. We have been friends for years and met in Massage Therapy School. Our conversation resulted in a dinner date for the following night at our house.

Honestly I didn't even bring it up to Cameron that night because I thought it was possible that I'd cancel. Who does that? Plans something thinking somewhere in the back of their head that they might cancel. Well me I suppose.

Of course I wanted to see her. Congratulate her on her new pregnancy news and definitely catch up with everything going on.
Although having them over involved two fairly large tasks.

 A. Cleaning.

B. Cooking.

I love this stuff. Why am I thinking like this. Is it the weather? What's going on. I usually love gatherings, parties, and all things related to celebration.

I decided to do what I always do. My classic move.
Have Cameron make the decision for me. I shot him a message a quick last minute message and he gave the go. Looking straight at clock after I opened that message and calculated how much time I had to clean, feed the kids lunch, fold laundry and go get the whole chicken. Which Cameron ended up getting the last minute dinner odds and ends so that eliminated one thing off my little list.

I forgot how easy it was. How well the kids got along, as well as the two guys. It was so so nice. We sipped Corona and talked non stop. (Except my pregnant friend of course) I forgot how much fun we have with that particular family.

dinner using this recipe it was delicious.

We promised to get together more often and fit each other in our schedules better. After they left the girls crashed and me and Cameron both had big smiles. We genuinely enjoyed ourselves, nothing was forced, conversation was easy.

I'm so glad we did it. I'm so glad I worked my butt off for three hours cleaning just to have the girls spill an entire bucket of toys on the floor moments before they arrived.

Why is it so hard? Such a task to fit them in, clean the house and cook a meal. Well honestly it wasn't bad. We needed it too, to livin' this family up. Sure we do fun things but life's short I decided I'm going to start making and effort. I'm determined to create memories with every step I take.