Thursday, October 18, 2007
Did you every have one of those days...
...where you call into question just why it is you persist in doing what you're doing?
So far today:
--the toddler stumbled downstairs covered in vomit. (His reflux flares badly during growth spurts).
--his brother claimed that his room was "all clear".
--I walked upstairs to double check. It was NOT all clear.
--I dragged the crabby toddler to the farmer's market.
--I came home and discovered while the children had accessed the computer and their library books, they hadn't accessed their common sense. NONE of the breakfast food or dishes had been cleared up and their rooms were a disaster.
--My daughter had left her fundraising form (due yesterday) on the kitchen table. Did I mention that she had left it in Kissimmee last night, prompting her father to make an extra drive out and retrieve it for her?
--I dragged the crabby toddler to the middle school to drop off the form.
--I cleaned the gross kitchen and grosser floors.
--I picked up after the family. And picked up.
--I picked up some more.
Sounds glamorous, doesn't it?
Then I sat down to open my email.
Wow...I had no clue some of you even knew where I was these days (Tally, I'm talking to you, girlfriend!!).
Wow...I'm an honored friend...a best friend.
That's a pretty darn glamorous job.
Thank you all.
So far today:
--the toddler stumbled downstairs covered in vomit. (His reflux flares badly during growth spurts).
--his brother claimed that his room was "all clear".
--I walked upstairs to double check. It was NOT all clear.
--I dragged the crabby toddler to the farmer's market.
--I came home and discovered while the children had accessed the computer and their library books, they hadn't accessed their common sense. NONE of the breakfast food or dishes had been cleared up and their rooms were a disaster.
--My daughter had left her fundraising form (due yesterday) on the kitchen table. Did I mention that she had left it in Kissimmee last night, prompting her father to make an extra drive out and retrieve it for her?
--I dragged the crabby toddler to the middle school to drop off the form.
--I cleaned the gross kitchen and grosser floors.
--I picked up after the family. And picked up.
--I picked up some more.
Sounds glamorous, doesn't it?
Then I sat down to open my email.
Wow...I had no clue some of you even knew where I was these days (Tally, I'm talking to you, girlfriend!!).
Wow...I'm an honored friend...a best friend.
That's a pretty darn glamorous job.
Thank you all.
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6 Comments:
Hope your day is looking up now...and that M is feeling better.
Susan
Wow, that does sound glamorous! I imagine you did all those things in your high heels with the pointy toes, full make-up, etc.?
Poor little guy, I'm sorry to hear he's having reflux issues. I'll pray for him.
Wendi
Yeah. I've had one of those days. And I only have TWO children. ;o) Can't imagine it with more!
Hope things got better for you. Take care my friend! ;o)
Big, big hugs.
Somehow you always manage to do the unglamorous jobs with all kinds of finesse!!
You are the best friend anyone could have and I love you!!
Just found your blog - it caught my attention b/c mine is very redheaded as well : ) Reading this blog has made me realize I need to not be so flipant with my words.
Just goes to show, you never know who's watching (or reading)you! I somehow stumbled across you from M's blog and what a story I had to read! I sat start to finish in one sitting and now I'm hooked on your life. You have a beautiful family and you, my dear, are quite amazing! By the way, you should all come visit us at the island sometime now that you are so close! I think our children should meet. How crazy is that? Wasn't it just yesterday you sang at my wedding? I think about you quite often. Keep on keeping on!
Tally (get my email from M - I don't know yours)
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