I try to be an organized person. Really, I do. But I have to say that I have been the most unorganized person you've ever seen this summer. If I'm being honest, it's been longer than summer.

When Big Daddy got back home in January, I was so thankful not to be the only one in charge that I closed my calendar and declared myself "on a break." I thought I'd take a week or two off of being on top of things and then pull it back together and all would be well. After all, if you have been through a deployment, you know that the only way to survive is to be organized within an inch of your life and I was just tired of that. I needed a break.

Two weeks came and went and my calendar started to collect dust. I totally forgot a dental appointment until the day before it was scheduled when they called to confirm. Mail started to pile up. My motto went from "I'll just take a little break" to "Eh. Who needs a schedule?"

Me, that's who. January was almost eight months ago now and I'm still on that two week break. Last week, I finally got my calendar out and updated it with all of the appointments that we have to get ready for kindergarten (!!) and preschool. I added in a list of school supplies that were needed and for good measure, a detailed grocery list. Yeah, I hadn't used one of those in a while, either.

This weekend, I bought file folders and dug out our filing cabinet. I blew the dust off of my label maker. (You don't have one? How do you survive?)

I have a plan to have my old (as in former, not aged) very well planned self back before tomorrow is done. I need organization. I thrive on it. Sure, I like to have the freedom to be spontaneous but I also hold to the mantra that everything has it's own time and place.

I think it's the end of summer that has me so excited to get myself back in gear. The beginning of the school year just seems like the right time to start fresh. For so many months while Big Daddy was gone, things just worked well. Then, he came home and I rebelled against everything that even reminded me of his deployment...even living in a dust free house with a perfectly labeled calendar and file folder by my side.