Flexibility

I try to plan out my week. Really. I sit down with my lovely planner (a Christmas gift that poor Ryan braved the Lilly Pulitzer store to buy – thank you!!!) and sketch out the things I want to do each week. Every morning, I look at the planner and mentally make more concrete plans. Sometimes it works out swimmingly. Other times…

Lately, it has looked like this outside.  (Ignore the camera fuzziness and focus on the snow.)

Today it looks like this.  (It's sunny, since my photography skills leave a little to be desired.)  I decided that the best plan for the day was to go for a walk while finishing the laundry.

I went downstairs to get this to fold and put in another load.  I came upstairs to find...

this and...

this.

If you've been following, you know that Abbey hasn't been napping consistently since Dylan has been born.  Since I'll take what I can get, she is currently still sleeping on the Boppy, Dylan is in the swing, and I swear I will fold the laundry after I am done typing this out!  I still plan on taking the walk; it will just be a little later than I had planned!