I can handle life and motherhood until about 4:30 PM and then The Bewitching Hour begins. Kids and friends are in and out. Everyone makes messes. I am done maintaining and nagging. I lose energy and give up on the dream. I surrender control and my house goes to pot. (You would never know my house was clean at 3:30 PM.)


Then 5:30 PM hits and poof! I’m back. Friends go home; we do a 15 minute clean-up; I start dinner. I refocus and have purpose again . This Bewitching Hour used to really bother me, but now I know we all snap out of it and the house returns to normal each day. (I just hope my off hour doesn’t go into off hours this summer.)