Merry-go-round

I am on it again. It is this merry-go-around that always brings me back to where I started. Everyday I start the day determined that I will move forward, at least, two or three steps. Everyday, I get on my horse and carriage, crack the whip and gallop to the land of optimism. When my money's worth runs out, I look behind me hoping to see a path so long and filled with accomplishments, that I can't even see where I started because it has blended into the horizon. Instead I see the little pony behind me and after that a little carriage that wraps around a corner. I know that I am not in the minority, but I want more. I will keep up my optimism, I will succeed and move forward. Today, I carpooled to pre-school, went to work and I ummm I ummm hmmmm what did I do? I know that I did something, I know that my head spinned with thoughts about the logistics of my six kids, I know I did some paper work, I know I thought about what I needed to do. Ok, I only remember the carpool and how my three year old son and his three old "girl" friend were trying to decide what color my son was going to paint her car. He liked red, she liked pink. Blended or not, I know there are others that had the same day I did. The only difference may have been the color choices the kids came up with.