So far I’ve
–Put two dinners-worth of pinto beans in the crockpot.
–Made Noah cry by threatening to throw away his stupid Tamagotchi.
–Flipped out and locked myself in the bedroom to pace and growl because Madison took a handful of her weird little zippy-looking building toys and tossed those f*ckers right across the room for kicks.
–Sent the children outside to play and then choked back tears when they came back minutes later because Madison peed her pants.
–Made a happy little project of taping paper all over the table so Madison could decorate! the tablecloth! for daddy! so Noah and I could start his timeline.
–Did not kill anyone (including myself) when Madison ripped up half the “tablecloth” while I went to get the crayons.
–Gritted my teeth and retaped the damn tablecloth.
–Realized Noah was more into the tablecloth than Madison so gave up the timeline ’til her nap.
–Fell off the wagon and made myself a cup of half-caf/half-decaf. And then did it again.
–Told Noah that I am serious and if we don’t figure out a plan for his tamagotchi and the computer and the stupid damn television with the stupid damn cable, he is so going to school because he thinks his life is so hard when we ask him to do one or two little things and he just does not realize how lenient we are and I’m tired of feeling like a damn slavedriver because I’ve asked him to look through the (very expensive and impressive) ancient history book we just got to let me know what he thinks of it.
–Felt guilty when he started to cry.
–Felt guiltier when I realized that I, of course, have no intention of sending him to school and I’m just pushing his buttons because the morning isn’t going my way and I am sick of him treating me like a slave driver but I could just say that and leave the “s” word out of it.
–Felt guiltier still when later he came and put his hand on my shoulder and said, “I’m sorry. I know you’re having a tough day. Let me know if you need me to help out.”

Ugh. I have (another) earache and it kept me up half the night and then I slept wrong so now my eart hurts and I have a crick in my neck and I’m exhausted and I meant us to go to the library first thing this morning but it was raining and now it’s too late to go before lunch and nap and I feel like the whole day is screwed up even though it’s just the morning and the morning is almost over anyway so what do I care.

Bleah.

But last night since I couldn’t sleep I fixed my archives (sorta) while I waited for the ibuprofen to kick in. They look bad (I hope to figure that out sometime today) but now if you click on a category you actually get to read entries in that category instead of getting a “page not found” error.

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