My out of control life and major confession

Lately things have been a little busy around here. I am running all the time -- whether it be the kindergarten carpool, picking the kids up from school, making a run to the store(s) while the kids are in school, rushing them to their after school activities, and then stressing about what to do about dinner. I've been a horrible mother and wife when it comes to dinners. Since school has started I have made no more than 5 dinners for my family. It's usually last minute breakfast burritos, soup, melted cheese sandwich's, macaroni, etc. They have been extremely patient with me.

It seems like I'm always volunteering for things...whether it be through Ashlan or Caitlin's class or for friends when they need help with something. Which I TOTALLY don't mind! :) I LOVE helping people...that is my downfall. I feel like I always have to be the one to step up to the plate (hence the PTA Pres.) or go the extra mile with EVERYTHING I do (except with my family and home). :(

I make excuses as to why things didn't get done during the day, whether it be laundry, dishes, vacuuming, cleaning bathrooms (which all need to be done badly) -- I'm just too busy!

So here is my confession as to why things are so unbalanced. My computer has taken over my life! I would rather be sitting here doing scrapbooks, cards, fixing digital pictures, surfing for good stuff, and getting sidetracked by reading strangers blogs than getting things done around my house. Even my girls have said I'm on the phone or the computer too much. Yesterday I started folding laundry that had been stuffed in the basket for a week -- somehow I made up an excuse to run downstairs, ended up sitting on my computer and then was completely demotivated to finish the job. So if you can't tell, I am feeling very guilty right now. Satan knows my downfall and he gets me every time! I think to myself "It's not hurting anybody -- I can get stuff done later and my kids will be there when I'm finished". But you know what the honest truth is? They won't be!!!! They will be all grown up and I'll say "Where was I when they needed me?"

So I'm hoping this solution I've come up with will work. Ken doesn't think I need to go to this extreme, but I do. I insisted that he lock my computer with a password and then set limited hours on it. If it's not accessible, it's not a temptation. I think I'll get A LOT more done and I'll be happier with myself. I'll keep you posted on how it's working out -- of course only after the kids are in bed! :)