*pops in to say howdy* Creativity isn't an issue, not here any way. 'Tis hardly ever the case for me. Time be the problem, one I hope clears some time after the new year (via American standards, not pagan - the new year via pagan tradition is a week before y'all's Christmas, on yuletide and the start of winter)
It's 8:05 in the morning and already I've gotten two kids ready and shipped off to school, done the laundry, checked the trash, opened up the house (doors/windows) gotten a report on my little sister's boyfriend's illness in the night, picked up various clothing items left on the floor that were either missed last night or put there this morning, assigned work for the afternoon, checked home work and started giving the shoddy connection here the glare of doom so that I can get some math work done today while there's no kids around.
Then, whence they get back, it's time to clean the living room, do the dishes, check homework, supervise chores, make supper, dictate baths, do more laundry, wash the dogs, clean a certain stuffed uni I promised to get done, do the floors, general kitchen cleaning, see the girls' room tidied up, get the cat's litter box cleaned out, make sure the rabbit's fed, lug things out to storage, figure out what might be allowed to come with us during the move, get the details on the trailer and ask about that two story brick house, air out the dog pen and get everyone tucked into bed and asleep by eight (hopefully before nine at least) tonight.
I'm also in search of a job while they're at school, while struggling with shoddy net to do my math work. And am down to a laptop touchpad as my external mouse busted, so clicking the appropriate answers for math is a bit more difficult, what with having no table to sit at (thankfully, would be another thing to clean).
Ugh. 8:12. Can I go back to bed now? *rushes off in a mad frenzy*