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Yep. Another one was missed. Ugh.
I was too stinking tired last night to do much of anything, including posting a blog, so this makes the fourth one I’ve missed. Fourth? Fifth? Not sure anymore. Out of nearly 10 straight months, I guess that’s still not bad.
Anyway, good Monday to you all. Mine has started out pretty challenging and blah, so hopefully things take a turn for the better. We shall see.
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Hey! It’s a rare morning post!
That’s how bad our morning was. I felt it important to sit down and blog it right away. Actually, it wasn’t the worst morning we’ve had around here, but I doubt I’ll have time tonight to sit down and write, so here we are.
I committed a horrible act against Alex: I allowed us to run completely out of chocolate milk. That is bad news, you guys, as chocolate milk is to him as coffee is to me. I naively offered him juice or water, and that’s when the morning took an ugly turn. Tears and snot were flying, and Alex was pretty upset too (just joking…only Al was crying…but that is a funny visual, no?).
Seriously, though, Alex was a mess and then he and Andrew started battling and Andrew ended up wearing his cereal. Good times.
And of course, the bus was actually on time today, when I could have used the extra ten minutes that we’ve had since school started. Figures. Alex did perk up a bit, though, when he saw his violin waiting for him with his backpack, and he waved at me from the bus, so maybe he’ll shake his Monday blues by the time the bus arrives. I’ll spend the day in a cloud of anxiety, mentally calculating how many gallons of chocolate milk I can fit in the fridge.
So, if you wouldn’t mind crossing your fingers that the kiddos have a good day at school, that would be appreciated.
Happy (freaking) Monday.
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This was, by far, the most challenging Monday I’ve had in a long time.
Sure, everyone complains about Mondays; I’m no different. But, my complaints usually don’t have much behind them other than my reluctance to start a new week of chaos. I typically get over my “case of the Mondays” without much drama, but then today happened.
We started the day with our typical morning madness, scrambling to get everyone up and ready and out the door. Of course, as soon as it was time to drop off the kids, the sky opened and rain started to pour down. So, I arrived to work a little on the damp side; while unfortunate, I would have been happy if this had been the worst of my Monday saga.
After about twenty minutes of staring at a fuzzy computer screen, I was completely puzzled as to why my contacts had not “settled”, and blamed my growing headache on the lovely, stress-induced cold I am not enjoying at all. Then, it dawned on me that I never put my contacts in before leaving the house this morning. What?!? How does one do this? My tired, farsighted self didn’t realize my eyeballs were naked until it was too late for me to run home and grab my contacts. So, I somehow made it through my work day, but I could only do so by sitting about two inches from my laptop screen (try typing like that one day…good times).
Although I was on a tight schedule after work, I had to stop at home to fix my vision issues. My plan was to stop by the post office, go to the bank, pick up the kids, and get to church for the first night of VBS…all in about an hour and 45 minutes. Ambitious, no?
I have never been so happy to put in my contacts, and since I was at home I decided to prep my bank deposit before leaving for the post office. Only, I couldn’t find my bank deposit. I somehow managed to pull an Uncle Billy and forget where I put my bank stuff! Ugh!! My checkbook plus the cash Addie collected for Team Alex was missing, causing immediate panic on my part. It wasn’t that I couldn’t replace the cash (and I absolutely would have!), but my checkbook was going to be more difficult to replace. Beyond that, I do not like losing track of my stuff. I was irritated, my head hurt, and I was way behind on my schedule, but I headed off to the post office anyway.
Of course, there was a huge line and there was no air conditioning, but eventually I finished that errand and tried to focus on where I could have left my banking items. Then, it occurred to me that I had everything out of my bag at work when I was searching for a mirror to check for contacts; I realized that I must have left the envelope in my desk. Back to the office I went; but, not before I was delayed by TWO trains.
Fortunately, I found the deposit locked in my desk drawer (HUGE sigh of relief!!) but by then it was too late to stop at the bank, so I headed off to get the kids. By then, I was going to be very late for my volunteer shift at VBS, but I kept trucking on.
I was so over Monday by the time I got to the kids, but I loaded them up to head to VBS (although my achy head pleaded with me to just go home). Through screaming kids and traffic, we somehow made it to the church, and eventually got everyone settled.
Then, with the kids herded off for a bit, I had a moment to stop and take a deep breath, more than eight hours after my difficult day had started. It was a loooong breath, I’ll tell you. I got to stand back and watch the kids enjoy VBS; singing, dancing, crafting, learning, making new friends. It was the perfect remedy for a bad mood.
We hit a couple more bumps on our way home, but the kids are now settling down into bed and I’ll have an hour to myself before falling into bed. Here’s hoping tomorrow is not so brutal.
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I’ve been sitting here, for the last hour, trying to determine what to write tonight.
I listened to High School Musical 2, playing on my son’s iPad (gotta love Netflix). I watched an episode of Land of the Lost as Mark introduced our five year old to an episode (who knew you could stream YouTube through a blu-ray player?!?). I comforted the dog, in hopes that she won’t pee on the floor during yet another thunder storm. I did a bit of online window shopping, looking for shoes that might not chew up my feet as the pair I selected for today did. But have I come up with anything interesting to write? Nope.
As I was sitting here, staring blankly at my computer screen with my chin propped up on my hands, I noticed something crawling on one of my fingers. I jumped about three feet in the air, flinging the bug (or whatever it was…could have been a baby sleestak for all I know), and pulling something in my back.
I think I’m done. Monday is officially over.