Merry Christmas and a Blessed New Year!
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Going rate for Sanity= $2.37
That was the price of sanity today. The kids did their normal chores for free and then I paid them for doing all the little things I have needed to do and just can't right now. They got 25 cents for each room they volunteered to vacuum. Picking up things = 1 cent for each object; Picking up trash= 2 cents; doing things Mommy asked you to do extra= 1 cent for each job. This worked great, no complaining and a fairly clean house. My kids are still young, so I can pay such low wages. I got the laundry basically done and put away. I had time to do their assignment sheets so tomorrow will go better. The kids are clean, in bed, and I am warm and toasty in JP's thermals. I am growing out of my regular pj's but his thermals he never wears fit nice and loose. I have regained my sanity.
Morning of Frustration
I usually blog when I am not frustrated and calm, but not today.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Those are my feelings right now.
Ran out of assignment sheets for kids so they don't know what they are doing for school. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Feel like the house is a disaster area, due to my inability to pick up anything not waist high. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Laundry piled up and washing machine wigging out this morning. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Still haven't put away laundry from the last time I did it. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Feeling tired because of low iron due to the "3rd trimester blues". AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Behind in getting Christmas stuff done. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
This doesn't sound like much but to my pregnant body, it's enough. Don't worry it's too cold for me to go running down the street screaming, so no one will know but you and me. As if running were an option for me right now anyway, a slow waddle is about all I can muster. The neighbors don't have to know how crazy I really am. Please don't tell them.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Those are my feelings right now.
Ran out of assignment sheets for kids so they don't know what they are doing for school. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Feel like the house is a disaster area, due to my inability to pick up anything not waist high. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Laundry piled up and washing machine wigging out this morning. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Still haven't put away laundry from the last time I did it. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Feeling tired because of low iron due to the "3rd trimester blues". AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Behind in getting Christmas stuff done. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
This doesn't sound like much but to my pregnant body, it's enough. Don't worry it's too cold for me to go running down the street screaming, so no one will know but you and me. As if running were an option for me right now anyway, a slow waddle is about all I can muster. The neighbors don't have to know how crazy I really am. Please don't tell them.