Don't get me wrong--I was laughing about it under all the grumbling. Usually the more that goes wrong the more I laugh. If it had been just one or two things I would have been ticked all day. But because the crazy things kept happening I couldn't do anything but laugh. And grumble.
It becomes a "wait and see what other mishap will happen" kind of thing. Some days go off without a hitch. This was just not one of them (there have actually been very few of those over the last couple of weeks which I think has more to do with my mental state than anything... I just perceive everything to be off lately).
I did get a shower. I had to wash off the sunblock because I felt icky. The bathtub is way too gross to take a bath. That's the kids' domain. I only go in there to do laundry (laundry room is inside the bathroom). It's a mess... clothes all over the floor, toothpaste everywhere, toilet never flushed, bathtub covered in slime from grubby kids bathing (even when I tell them to shower). Ick. It needs to be cleaned bad but I don't want to do it. I sure as hell didn't make that mess.
Well, anyway, the day is over... I got almost no writing done (missed the deadline for the challenge I was trying to do), the hornets nest is still there (hubby only scared them off for awhile), kitchen is still a disaster, bathroom is a disgrace and I'm still stressed out. I should be going to bed but I can't unwind. Hubby just turned the TV off so it's finally quiet. The only peace I've had all day.
This is why I end up staying awake until 2am most days. I need a couple hours of quiet before bed to unwind and relax enough to sleep except between the kids and my husband that doesn't happen until 10-11pm most nights.
If I try to go to bed without getting those couple hours completely to myself I just lie awake for hours because I'm so stressed out. Either way I get no sleep.
It's 2:30 a.m. here so I totally get it. I remember the chaos. One day I left my purse in the car because I had a 1 and 3 year old adn a car full of groceries and it had been a day from hell. I get up the next morning and some fucker threw a rock through my window and stole my purse. ANd the cop says, "So Mrs.______, I guess you learned a lesson in stupidity." And I went bat shit crazy on him in front of all the office staff. "Who in hell do you think you are Officer Asshole. you don't live my fucking life. YOu don't know how my day had gone or that my kids were sick or that I had a car full of groceries and only two hands...how dare you? HOW DARE YOU? You think I'm stupid? Well, I'm smart enough to have writen your badge number down asshole..." I'musually very nice. Other thing? He actually figured out WHO I was and it turns out he didn't get the overtime at school dances anymore because GUESS WHO was in charge of hiring and paying the cops? heheheheheh....they got 200 bucks for 3 hours work.
The whole place roared with laughter when I slammed down the phone. Best day ever.
It becomes a "wait and see what other mishap will happen" kind of thing. Some days go off without a hitch. This was just not one of them (there have actually been very few of those over the last couple of weeks which I think has more to do with my mental state than anything... I just perceive everything to be off lately).
I did get a shower. I had to wash off the sunblock because I felt icky. The bathtub is way too gross to take a bath. That's the kids' domain. I only go in there to do laundry (laundry room is inside the bathroom). It's a mess... clothes all over the floor, toothpaste everywhere, toilet never flushed, bathtub covered in slime from grubby kids bathing (even when I tell them to shower). Ick. It needs to be cleaned bad but I don't want to do it. I sure as hell didn't make that mess.
Well, anyway, the day is over... I got almost no writing done (missed the deadline for the challenge I was trying to do), the hornets nest is still there (hubby only scared them off for awhile), kitchen is still a disaster, bathroom is a disgrace and I'm still stressed out. I should be going to bed but I can't unwind. Hubby just turned the TV off so it's finally quiet. The only peace I've had all day.
This is why I end up staying awake until 2am most days. I need a couple hours of quiet before bed to unwind and relax enough to sleep except between the kids and my husband that doesn't happen until 10-11pm most nights.
If I try to go to bed without getting those couple hours completely to myself I just lie awake for hours because I'm so stressed out. Either way I get no sleep.
It's been a long day, lol.
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The whole place roared with laughter when I slammed down the phone. Best day ever.
And then there was the time my youngest....
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