Yeah great start to a 4:30 day.....
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Sidetracked....how does that dog stay so still in that "Iam's commercial for the little girl to paint the dogs" toes bright pink.....
I totally got sucked in by the tv .......
By 5:40 am I'm done watching Netflix on the ipad while running on the treadmill and I scamper back upstairs from the basement along the way I have to remember to take Baby C's coat, scarf, hat and gloves upstairs and leave it by the front door making her escape for the day that much easier....as we all know if I send her downstairs to get her own hat, coat, scarf AND gloves she'll get side tracked much like her mother and take forever to come back upstairs.....along with MAYBE 1 glove!
Some how I'm out of the shower by 6am and dressed by 6:30 am...I know totally astounding...I swear by 6:35 am I was putting the crock pot on and leaving a note for my mother to turn it off by 3pm.
The wonder woman in me had prepared "Slow-Cooker Cheesy Chicken & Potatoes" the night before....but I'll get to that in about 1 paragraph....
You think I'd be out the door by now...but OH NO.....I put the truth paste on the little one's tooth brush, leave out a cup of water for her to rinse her mouth, lay out a cloth for her to wipe the crust out the corner of her eyes and leave out the lotion so she doesn't leave the house looking ashen and homeless...
Spare the rod spoil the child....no I'm really NOT trying to do all that but my child is NOT a morning person....unless it's Saturday 6:30 am and cartoons are on and I'm desperately trying to sleep in...then of course she's a chipper morning person. So by me getting her toiletries ready in the morning HONESTLY saves me from pulling my hair out as opposed to repeating myself like a warped WHAM record and begging her to hurry up.
....Is anyone still with me......
I grab something for breakfast and duplicate the effort for Baby C leaving hers out for when she finally wakes up as I shovel mine into my mouth.....
Finally I'm done......yeah right....I try caressing her face to wake her up but I honestly think it just lulls her into a deeper sleep, so I try tickling her but she just moves around the bed...so eventually I just lift her up and plop her onto the toilet....I virtually pry her mouth open and place a teaspoon of cod liver oil in her mouth to feign off the flu some how...I give her a big hug, tell her I love her, tell her to be good in school and I hand the baton over to my mother....
Then believe it or not some how by 7 am I'm in my previously warmed up car....where I get the time to auto start my car in between all this mess I call my morning, I have no idea....
The hours at the new job are perfect 8 am start and 4:30 pm end...beating the 9 am - 5 pm traffic both ways...god is good....
I do a full day off work and at 4:35 pm I jump right back on that road and head back home...
Of course when I get home the 3 people inside my house for some reason feel all 3 locks MUST be locked and I spend 30 minutes fumbling with all 7 keys on my keychain desperately trying to open the front door.
I walk in the house by 5:10 pm to find my mother AND Big C at the kitchen table 2 hours into doing 2 pages of First Grade homework with Baby C....I don't even take my coat off, I don't even visit the ladies room (yes it's still the ladies room in my own home). I go straight for the crock pot, I add one more ingredient...I chop up a bag of salad and a some baby spinach leaves and I try and hide the spinach in the salad leaves...I compel everyone to finish the TWO pages of homework after dinner and I shovel once again the last meal of the day into my mouth.....I implore either my mother or Big C to PLEASE start the dishwasher when they're all done with there dishes so that when I return I can put them away.....
8 minutes later with my coat STILL on I'm out the door AGAIN...heading to an evening Database Design and Development Class at Hofstra that I dread every week....I was so happy today was the last class for 2 months....I will my eyes to stay open from 6:30 pm - 9:30pm.....I swear the teacher saw my head nod, and my eyes close at least once...
BUT by 9:35 pm I'm heading back home, sorry I'm not hanging around for after class discussions I'm contemplating taking a nap in the college parking lot BEFORE I take the 15 minute drive home...I'm trying to decide if I might be a danger on the road....
I finally reach home for the SECOND time only to find the dishwasher STILL going...now I might be tired but I surely know that no dishwasher in the world takes 3 hours to complete a cycle....someone obviously forgot to start the dishwasher and now I'm supposed to pretend that I'm happy that at LEAST it got started at all....yeah right...I'm not...ungrateful???...maybe.....
Sometimes it only takes just ONE thing to send a tired woman into an angry tail spin...now I'll have to put the dishes away in the morning....maybe if I set the alarm for 4 am I can squeeze it in SOME HOW!!! Maybe I can will the dishes to put themselves away....
I fill in all the forms that these Catholic schools are insistant on sending home each night...and I place a dollar here and a dollar there...they think if they ask for contributions in dollar increments that I won't even notice that by the end of the year I've handed over $100 in dollar bills and my stripper money jar is EVENTUALLY empty....I just have to find humor by now as by this point of the dollar bill envelope stuffing day it's getting closer and closer to 11 pm...
So as I place the many envelopes into Baby C's folder I notice that the "3 hour First Grade home work" of Ms Baby C is finally complete and as I peruse over it I see that a 40 year old husband and a 70 year old mother some how can't seem to figure out that in First Grade they're NOT doing negative subtractions JUST yet and there's NO WAY that "6 minus 8" in her math home work can POSSIBLY equal 2 (remind me again who's exhausted)....did it really take 3 hours to do 1 page of math and 1 page of spelling and STILL get the homework WRONG? Did it really...."Say it AIN'T so!"
Where's the wine....I don't even care by this point that it's so close to midnight I might as well not even bother going to sleep.....
I'm beyond exhausted and everyone in my house might as well be gathering dust....
I'm finally done with my day...and in 4.5 hours I'm privileged to wake up and start it all over again....blessed be to god!
But at least I get to go to bed with a BIG OLD smile on my face as I look at this order for Girl Scout cookies written on the kitchen door by Baby C after she called her Uncle to see if he wanted to buy her cookies.....mind you my mother helped her place the call.....
And how do I know it was a woman that created that phrase....because a man would have said "If you want something done...have my wife do it!"
GOODNIGHT......I'll proof read this in the morning...4:35 am to be precise!
Wow! You have a really full day! It will get easier as she gets older!
ReplyDeleteOh my you make me feel so guilty at my lazy retirement lifestyle & grumbling about having to do all the housework!
ReplyDeleteI've never been a morning person so I don't know how you can get up so early 6.30 used to kill me. It must be so hard but I suppose you get into the swing of it. I feel so sorry for my daughter who like you works such long hours. Mind you she has 2 horses which she has to go to in the mornings so like you she is up before the larks as they say.
Schools don't help do they. I pick my granddaughter up every day & the letters & forms she brings home must be draining the rain forests! All that homework seems excessive for Baby C at her age. Poor little thing must be so hard for them too.
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