I need you to tell me how to get rid of my bad habits and become perfect, tidy, charming (wait, got that already), and brilliant (close on that one). Better yet, just wave your magic wand. Please?
I’ve been feeling really lousy the past few weeks. I had hoped it was just some weird girly hormone thing, because I usually (back me up on this, the Romgi) am fairly level-headed – but since the start of 2010 have cried about (1) spilled paint; (2) the Bwun not cuddling with me, which he never ever does; (3) the Romgi making a fantastically delicious candlelit dinner for me; (4) forgetting to move laundry from the washer to the dryer; and (5) a song on the radio. I’m sure there are other instances that I’ve blocked from my memory.
Combined with this madness, the Bwun is either sick or teething (or maybe just plain ornery). He takes a nap at a regular time, but he tends to wake up about half an hour after I put him to bed at night. It drives…me…crazy. Of course I think the Bwun is pretty much the greatest baby in the universe, but with my mood and his fussing I find myself overly frustrated with him more and more often. And I’m exhausted.
Unfortunately, I feel like all of these things are just excuses for me to be lazy. I don’t want to spend all day doing laundry – so maybe I’ve used the Bwun’s fussy behavior as a “reason” for not getting it done. Ditto with the kitchen, the bedroom, my class, and so on.
Seriously, I want my life back. The one where I’m in control of how I feel. This is just getting ridiculous. (But I did set up the computer again and start posting more, so you must not mind, right?) I just baked some brownies in the Baker’s Edge pan the Romgi got for Christmas, and maybe that will help. Any other solutions?
The Bwun is still too small to really enjoy these pretend breakfast sets, but here are a few of the best I’ve seen around the interwebs.
I know the toaster isn’t quite breakfast-y, but it is fun. It really has a timer.
And my personal favorite: