This
is a busy mom three days.
My
daughter needed to get to her classes by 6:00 A.M. Monday morning. This means I
have to be up at five, get dressed and pretty much run out the door. I barely
managed to remember to rouse my youngest son to remind him if he needed clean
clothes for school he’d have to get up and deal with it.
After
taking my daughter to school, I arrived home in time to get me breakfast,
re-wake up my son because he still had to get to school, and feed all the dogs.
Then
I had an appointment to get to which took all morning. When I got home it was
getting lunch then doing the first of the month grocery shopping. By the time I
had everything finished, it was well after dinner time.
I
tried to do some first of the month paperwork but fell asleep before I could.
Rinse
repeat.
My
daughter still had to be out the door and too school by 6:00 A.M. I again
barely remembered to even say anything to my son and totally forgot to turn off
his fan which means he may have looked at me but he really didn’t wake up.
When
I got home he was actually awake. Thankfully, though he was wondering why no
one woke him up.
I
fixed my breakfast and fed the dogs then set back to work on the first of the month
paperwork. I actually had nothing else planned for the day. I might have been
fine if mail and emails hadn’t brought a few problems my way. I worked on
things all day.
After
getting children home from school and eating dinner and finally getting bills
paid, yeah, I sat down to work on my post.
By
then it had to be after 9:00 P.M. I kid you not, I must have fallen asleep with
my hands on the keyboard. The next thing I knew my dear husband was moving my
computer off my lap and clearing the other things I’d had on the bed around me
off of it. I’m sure it was late because he crawled into bed right after that.
I
was so asleep I didn’t think about the post I still needed to write. I didn’t
even check to see if my phone or tablet needed charged. I didn’t take one last
trip to the bathroom. I just continued sleeping.
I
woke up this morning to a very full bladder.
I
knew my daughter was again up because her smallest dog was already in my bed.
She wasn’t, however, in the bathroom. I hurried. By the time I came out, my
alarm was going off, so time to get dressed anyway.
I
turn of my alarm and see I really should have checked my phone last night
because it is all but dead, like only 3% left. Not good. I need my phone. I put
it on the charger.
Then
I remembered its Wednesday.
No,
I wasn’t thinking about my post. I was thinking about the fact my son wasn’t up
yet and though I had reminded him yesterday I sincerely doubted he’d remembered
it was garbage day. I woke up my husband letting him know I didn’t think anyone
remembered to take the cans to the curb last night.
By
then I noticed my daughter wasn’t coming out of her room.
She
finally opened her door. “Mom are you up?”
“Yes.”
“Can
you help me? I’m running behind.”
I
walk over to her room. She hasn’t even begun to braid her hair yet. “Crap.” I
really don’t feel like braiding her hair.
Fortunately
she can handle it she just needs me to deal with some pet care while she does.
Anyway,
while helping her, I nearly forgot to rouse my son, again, but we somehow
managed to get out the door on time. Even better, that major accident on Southbound
95 right at the bowl, wasn’t blocking us too much from getting to where we
needed to be.
The
only thing I didn’t manage was write my post before I got back from taking my
daughter to school this morning. Now I’m the one running behind.
Good
thing I have nothing else scheduled today.
Smile.
Make the day a brighter day.
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