A 25- hour day

Sometimes it seems as if we feel that if we only had a few more hours in a day, we could do more. I think that if we had more hours in a day, we would find more to add to the schedule. This seemed to be the case last Saturday and Sunday, only i wasn't trying to add anything.... It was a snowball effect, seemingly out of control. We were extremely over booked. Here's what the schedule looked like:

Saturday:
son has doctor's appointment in morning
mom makes carrot-cake cupcakes with cream cheese icing
daughter has piano lesson and karate lesson back to back
daughter has play date for the afternoon
son has birthday party in the afternoon
mom has coffee with a new friend (while the party is going on)
back home again.
Husband finally home from playing golf all day in NJ
Mom drops off husbands shirts at dry cleaners and drops off cupcakes at the desert location for the evening's progressive dinner, then goes to shop to buy cheese and bread
Ends up with picking up daughter from playdate.
Home again to get ready for hosting the cocktail party and progressive dinner for school event.
Babysitter arrives
The kids go with babysitter out to dinner at nearby restaruant
Guests arrive for cocktail hour. We expected 10, but only got 6
We left for dinner several blocks away
Back up the street again for dessert at another house
It was nice to see other places in the neighborhood
Stopped at one more house for more dessert
Got home very late -- close to 1:00 a.m.
But it wasn't 1:00, it was really only midnight because of the time-change.

Sunday --
research and write paper all day
In the meantime, daughter has Hebrew School in the morning
daughter's best friend comes over
daughter goes to birthday party in the afternoon.
Son and husband go along.
Everyone meets at home for a late dinner of butternut squash soup