There are several really honest blog posts out there in the blogosphere this week and when I catch my breath I’ll link to them.
I tend to write about the goofy daily things that make me laugh, lest I go insane or curl up in a ball and cry.
Today is my work from home day and here is my reality.
It is 11:15 and I have not showered. I forgot to send Miss C’s lunch with her so I now need to run up to the school at noon. We got in a “disagreement” about the outfit she chose for her spring class photos today. Miss A nearly drank curdled chocolate milk from a sippy cup that had been sitting out for God knows how long. My gas tank was on fumes when I dropped Miss C off at school. I had a somewhat stressful staff meeting at work Tuesday but thankfully still have a job. I’m going to be covering for someone at work while she is on maternity leave next month (which is really a blessing…job security!) Hubby cannot get rid of the Middle Tennessee sinus funk from hell. I can only find one of my favorite lounge type shoes. I washed the dog bed and put it out to dry Sunday and it’s been rained on outside all week. Miss A’s two favorite words are tooty and booty and hubby put the kibosh on that this morning.
Is it 5 o’clock yet? Want to vent? Be my guest!
Thanks for the link love! I saw on some other comments where you mentioned your struggles from Christmas to March. I’m beginning to see that pattern with myself. Just realizing it and being able to put some sort of name/label/identity to it helps so much. Plus knowing, “this too shall pass”!
Damn girl…crack open the wine. That sounds like a Mon-DAY not a Fri-DAY!
yes, there is definitely something in the air, it’s been a week from ‘way down under’ and to finish it off right…I got my car stuck in the MUD! UGH!!
I’m all for a big glass of wine tonight!!
~K
That’s it ladies, I am passing around the bottle of wine. This week was really tough for some reason and not just for me.
Well, here’s to a MUCH better next week and weekend!
Okay, I’m not venting…and I sure hope you don’t see it as preaching, ’cause that’s not my aim either, but as a fifth grade teacher and a mom of a 22 year old, I say, let them wear whatever they want for their school pics. When I look back at my son’s pics from school, I can say, “Wow, that is what he looked like then.” When parents put their kids in special clothes for school pics, it always seems, well, extraordinary. And it’s in the ordinary that their sweetness lies.
This week we had our spring pics and my Chris’s mom showed up and asked him to change his shirt and comb his hair (fortunately, Chris is unflappable and not easily embarrassed). He sweetly refused, and I said, you know, this IS what he looks like as a fifth grader. She cocked her head, appraised him, and said, “You’re right!” The she kissed him and left.
Hope you’ve had your whine and wine by now! 🙂 Sounds like deserve some of both. Rough seems to always come in weeks, not just days or moments. Why is that?
Arrrgggh, I hate it when I made typos after IDing myself as a teacher.
May I just say, this week was the end of quarter? Is that a fair excuse?
Aw, man, she can’t say “tooty” and “booty” anymore? We’ll have to have playdates when hubs is not around as Braden likes to yell, “Farter!” and “Bum!”
Heh.
Hope you’re slurping some wine by now, since it’s evening. 🙂
dude…I think the funk must be going around! And I am OUT OF WINE! I think I might just curl up in a ball and cry for that reason alone!
UGH! I’m on that “funk” boat with you, and while I wrote about some of it the other day, I can’t actually say ALL that made my day sucktastic — because my boss reads my blog. And follows me on Twitter. I’d think he had it in for me but in reality he’s a budding blogger, too, and thinks I wrote the book on blogging & social media. (Shhh…don’t go and tell him I didn’t, ‘kay?)
But he came to my office on Monday (he works in Chicago, so he made the trip to Milwaukee) to tell me that he needs me to work Fridays again. I’ve enjoyed my Fridays off since August. Its helped me to stay a bit more sane…have one more day of getting up leisurely with my kids (while they’re still young and don’t have to be run to school) …get a little less behind on my laundry. When I crafted a very professional email, suggesting a compromise (what exactly will I *DO* on Fridays, and why should they pay me to be there all day if I don’t need to be there all day?) he simply replied, “No, I don’t think that’ll work.” Fine. I guess I’ll take the extra money, and like you said, the job security is nice, but we’re selling one house and getting ready to buy another. BAD TIMING for extra work hours.
I think we need to get some actual FUNK TUNES goin’ on this pity party cruise ship. And maybe make some margaritas!
(Thanks for all the bloggy space to rant – and my 2yo’s new thing is “Momma poop head!”)
Thanks for the link! I’m still sick — it’s been days and I am still miserable.
I’ve snagged a curdily sippy cup in the nick of time myself once or twice!
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Part of it was this – I’ve snagged a curdily sippy cup in the nick of time before as well!
Wish I could be so honest on my blog too, but there are just too many IL’s and others reading in… Does seem like every Mom is in some sort of “funk” this winter/spring… I think there would be a wait list for the pity party cruise and margaritas. If it makes you feel any better, I only have a washer so everything must be hung to dry… I washed my mattress pad, and, just after I hung it outside to dry AND left the house, the clouds rolled in and dropped a major storm… It’s still out there two days of rain later. Now, I am going to have to wash it again… Whenever I get motivated enough to care.
Hey – I found your blog through nap warden – love it! Great post, too! I’ll be back for sure! Have a great Monday… if I’m allowed to use those two words back to back like that! 😉
I was surprised to find that I’d already read (and loved) quite a few of those blog posts. But thanks for linking the other ones; it’s been a joy to read new bloggers and realize just how much REALITY differs from person to person.
Oh friend! I feel you 😉