Oh, so tired and I am so drained
Oh, I am still here and alive. This has been one of those way busy weeks that leaves me so drained by the end of it. We turned in the keys to the rental today- kind of. We painted it, then realized after the paint dried that it was a COMPLETELY different color than the existing walls. So back again this morning to touch up some of the bad spots. But the electricity was turned off Thursday so all painting has been done by cloudy skies through the window. Basement could not be painted. Our landlord toured the place this morning and I think, since we had rented so long, he forgot how old this place was. He looked at the cabinets and wanted to know why they looked so bad (needed to be restained, insides of cabinets scuffed and dirty, etc). What can you say? We were supposed to stain the cabinets doors? They were like from the 70s and gross when we moved in. He commented on the place not being as clean as he wanted and Ray said "Did you see when we moved in?" It was NOT clean when we moved in- I wouldn't use the bathroom til we scrubbed it. Complaints about the broken window and window screens, about the holes the carpenters bees made (none of these are our problem- broken window was due to the window being cracked when we moved in and finally just broke one day when the cat jumped on the sill). It was just stressful knowing he was looking at all this stuff and getting irritated about it when it was not our responsibility to fix it in the first place.
Then this has just been a crazy week. I taught Grace Art this week, I also did my library volunteer and interviewed the librarian and wrote an article about her for the PTA newsletter. I unpacked stuff, and Ray was off half the week and we spent it hauling stuff to the thrift store, boxing up more stuff for our house, etc. I also spent lots of time studying and trying desperately to catch up on school work, I ran 8 miles on the treadmill over the course of the week and wished I had run more. I managed a playdate with a friend (was that this week, right Jelazakazone? ) and that was fun, I also managed to make it out to the playground afterschool so the kids could have another playdate one day. Liz called and was in a bind so I picked up her daughter from school one day this week and Rachael and her daughter visited. I also managed to cook meals most nights, shop and generally keep a house neat. I took Ariel to the library and I have read about library full of books to the kids. I have also played games, helped Ariel ride her bike, gone for walks, been nice to my neighbours, hosted visits from the excessively friendly cat across the street, cried and emotionally drained myself when Shadow got out and didn't come back for a night and entire day.
I.am.mentally and emotionally.exhausted. Doesn't help that I am also PMSing. I backed out of the Boy Scouts Blue and Gold Banquet because I just couldn't face meeting a bunch of strangers, 8 millions children and lots of noise and activity. The people I know I would have had no problem seeing, but I am feeling antisocial and completely introverted. I called the babysitter tonight to get some time with Ray but she couldn't babysit (or didn't want to, who knows). So Ray took the kids and I am here, having eaten leftover stirfry for dinner, and about to crack open the books yet again and study for a lit test I hope to take Wednesday. What I REALLY want to do is put on my PJs, and go to bed with my book and read and then fall asleep at a really lame time. Yes, I want to do that and it's only 5pm here.
Then this has just been a crazy week. I taught Grace Art this week, I also did my library volunteer and interviewed the librarian and wrote an article about her for the PTA newsletter. I unpacked stuff, and Ray was off half the week and we spent it hauling stuff to the thrift store, boxing up more stuff for our house, etc. I also spent lots of time studying and trying desperately to catch up on school work, I ran 8 miles on the treadmill over the course of the week and wished I had run more. I managed a playdate with a friend (was that this week, right Jelazakazone? ) and that was fun, I also managed to make it out to the playground afterschool so the kids could have another playdate one day. Liz called and was in a bind so I picked up her daughter from school one day this week and Rachael and her daughter visited. I also managed to cook meals most nights, shop and generally keep a house neat. I took Ariel to the library and I have read about library full of books to the kids. I have also played games, helped Ariel ride her bike, gone for walks, been nice to my neighbours, hosted visits from the excessively friendly cat across the street, cried and emotionally drained myself when Shadow got out and didn't come back for a night and entire day.
I.am.mentally and emotionally.exhausted. Doesn't help that I am also PMSing. I backed out of the Boy Scouts Blue and Gold Banquet because I just couldn't face meeting a bunch of strangers, 8 millions children and lots of noise and activity. The people I know I would have had no problem seeing, but I am feeling antisocial and completely introverted. I called the babysitter tonight to get some time with Ray but she couldn't babysit (or didn't want to, who knows). So Ray took the kids and I am here, having eaten leftover stirfry for dinner, and about to crack open the books yet again and study for a lit test I hope to take Wednesday. What I REALLY want to do is put on my PJs, and go to bed with my book and read and then fall asleep at a really lame time. Yes, I want to do that and it's only 5pm here.