Have you ever had a week go by, during which you never got to sit down for five minutes at a stretch, running-running-running, emptying the vacuum cleaner about eleventy-nine times and also going through several bottles of cleaning solution AND YET somehow your house still looks as though a hurricane swept through it and also you haven’t had five minutes to check email so you have about four THOUSAND messages waiting for you, all marked ‘urgent’?
Hello, welcome to my world.
School started Monday, and in spite of having known for months that it would start Monday, I was still blindsided by the actual, you know, first week of school thing.
The paperwork. The ‘write a letter introducing your child’ assignment. Back to school. Where’s your backpack? Early release Monday. Minimum day Friday. One kid gets out at 11:37, another at 2:20, the last at 2:55. Can we go to the park and I left my backpack at school and also I want a drink and how come we can’t go to Disneyland today?
Right now, the $900 a month it would cost to pay for after school care for the three of them seems a small price to pay in exchange for only having to go to school twice a day.
It is only Wednesday, and I feel as though I have been put through the wringer, hung up to dry and pooped on by crows.
I did manage to get my bedroom cleaned yesterday. It was a tremendous achievement, and I am very proud.
Still haven’t gotten through my email, or cleaned off the astonishing pile of paperwork on my desk. But, undaunted, I carry on!
Speaking of which…time to go get Danger Mouse. And wait the half hour for Eldest. During which time I will have all kinds of deep thoughts and amusing anecdotes that I will say to myself, “I just HAVE to share that with the Internet!” and then by the time I get home I will have forgotten altogether.
Ah, life. A never-ending list of shoulda, coulda, woulda, with a heapin’ plateful of remorse for what ya didn’t do and longing for what you don’t have and wondering why you can’t seem to get around to any of the things you’d really like to be doing.
But I’m sure nobody else ever feels like that…right?
C. E. Montague
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