I took a REAL day off today and I am feeling GOOD! I am recharged, and, dare I say it, READY to face the day tomorrow. The day's itinerary:
8 am: Up. Need coffee. Screaming. Fighting. Son wearing grass skirt. Daughter begging for candy. Must turn children over to someone else's care. Now. Now. Now.
9 am: Kids to sitters. Separate sitters. I do not dare make anyone keep them BOTH at once, lest I lose my childcare due to babysitter going insane. They love it. They are happy there. NO GUILT!!!
10 am: Massage appointment. (!!!!!!!)
11:30 am: Check in at Hotel Donna (Donna! Can I say your name on my blog?). Donna parks my Barely-Breathing-Because-I-Am-So-Relaxed-From-My-Massage body in a recliner, covers me up with a blanket, turns on Young and the Restless, and brings me a Smirnoff Ice (yes, I was drinking before noon. It was my day OFF. I can do that when I'm being a lady of leeeeisure). Donna! I love you!
12:30 pm: Leisurely buffet lunch. Cheap. Does it GET better than that?
2:00 pm: Swimming at Hotel Donna. Mini Heath Bars. SQUEEEEEEEE!!!
4:30 pm: Donna and I pick up kiddos and run a few errands. Go home and convince husband that our day of leisure is not over.
7:00 pm: Run around town and do errands, shop, eat too much (ice cream! Twice in one day!), and chit chat.
11:00 pm: Back home. Kids in bed, house picked up, husband not too irritated with me!
You know, looking at my "Day Off", it really doesn't SOUND that exciting. But it is amazing what just chatting, swearing too much, laying around, eating whatever sounds good, and just getting to be away from little people for 12 hours can DO for a girl.
So now I'm ready to get up in the morning to face this:
8 am: Up. Need coffee. Screaming. Fighting. Son wearing grass skirt. Daughter begging for candy. Must turn children over to someone else's care. Now. Now. Now.
9 am: Kids to sitters. Separate sitters. I do not dare make anyone keep them BOTH at once, lest I lose my childcare due to babysitter going insane. They love it. They are happy there. NO GUILT!!!
10 am: Massage appointment. (!!!!!!!)
11:30 am: Check in at Hotel Donna (Donna! Can I say your name on my blog?). Donna parks my Barely-Breathing-Because-I-Am-So-Relaxed-From-My-Massage body in a recliner, covers me up with a blanket, turns on Young and the Restless, and brings me a Smirnoff Ice (yes, I was drinking before noon. It was my day OFF. I can do that when I'm being a lady of leeeeisure). Donna! I love you!
12:30 pm: Leisurely buffet lunch. Cheap. Does it GET better than that?
2:00 pm: Swimming at Hotel Donna. Mini Heath Bars. SQUEEEEEEEE!!!
4:30 pm: Donna and I pick up kiddos and run a few errands. Go home and convince husband that our day of leisure is not over.
7:00 pm: Run around town and do errands, shop, eat too much (ice cream! Twice in one day!), and chit chat.
11:00 pm: Back home. Kids in bed, house picked up, husband not too irritated with me!
You know, looking at my "Day Off", it really doesn't SOUND that exciting. But it is amazing what just chatting, swearing too much, laying around, eating whatever sounds good, and just getting to be away from little people for 12 hours can DO for a girl.
So now I'm ready to get up in the morning to face this:
And this...
And even more likely, this....
I AM MOTHER - HEAR ME ROAR. I am fresh. I am recharged. I can do this.
P.S. I give the Good Attitude until about 10 am, when the children very well may have me screaming for mercy, but still. I'll try!
P.S.S. Donna, thank you, thank you, thank you.
2 Comments:
So how long DID the good attitude last? ;)
Until approximately 11:00 a.m. ;)
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