Why do I do this to myself?

As you all know, I love to do the blog thing....but sometimes there is just not enough time in the day/week/month to even think about posting. I am setting a new goal for myself: Post at least once a month, maybe twice. Seriously....my hands are full people. I feel like I have been through the ringer this year, and since I'm getting sick with a bad cold (again) I'm having a little pity party for myself. I keep trying to remember that children grow up so quickly, and that you only get this chance once in your life to be a mommy....but the bills are screaming "Pay me!!!" and the store is saying " Display me for Christmas!!! Or there will be no money to pay the bills!!!" my poor husband keeps making me lattes and saying it will all turn out ok. I have a little boy (Elliot-3) who's getting into mischief in the cutest ways possible: " Wook mommy, I made a woop-de-woop track on the laundry piles!" Also one (Tristan-5) who's having a 6 year old style Pirate Birthday party soon "AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHH!!! Shiver me timbers, I want a Skateboard fer me Birthday, oh yeah and a Lava Lamp!!!" I've also got 3 etsy shops begging for attention...when will I ever have the time to list my new items....or design new things for that matter. My house is an enormously large pit at the moment. I worked 6 days this past week. I did get to go to an incredibly fun 80's costume party though....and it really rocked!!! I sometimes just need to get this all out and feel a bit better after I've read it all and realize that no one died, or is terminally ill, or missing and found in some freaks backyard compound after 18 years. I just get a bit whiny at times and need a swift kick in the behind to see that my life isn't really that bad afterall....and most every problem I seem to have is because I have so much wonderful excess in my life of too much stuff, too many options, and too many jobs. I could be penniless, stranded, and no hope of finding a job. So what is my problem??? Too much inward thinking, and not enough getting up and doing for others. I think I'll get off this silly little soapbox now and go kiss my kids...I'd kiss my hubby too, but he's fishing alone....hmmm I wonder why? :o)