Not as plannedPosted: January 3, 2011 Filed under: All's Well That Ends Well 3 Comments
Here’s how my day went today.
8:30 – wake up feeling the beginnings of a cold. Spend 10+ minutes about the alarm not going off at 8. Watch an episode of Hell’s Kitchen with the Romgi.
9:00 – get the Bwun up. Decide on poached eggs for breakfast.
9:05 – ask the Romgi to figure out how the electric egg poacher works.
9:07 – blow a fuse in the kitchen. Realize the fuse box is in our neighbor’s apartment.
9:08 – take a screaming jr out of the kitchen when the egg cooker suddenly starts shrieking.
9:11 – get grumpy about not having any toast (since the outlets aren’t working).
9:12 – spill my egg onto the floor. Throw a fit and shut myself in the bedroom under the blankets.
9:30 – calm down enough to come out of isolation. Tidy up the living room minimally. Waste time.
9:45 – put on Pooh’s Heffalump Movie (again) for the Bwun.
9:46 – get the Heffalump song stuck in my head.
10:00 – make a menu for the week, and a grocery list. Debate going to the store.
10:15 – decide against going to the store. Tidy a little more. Waste time again.
11:30 – mini-crisis in our house. The Romgi has to leave suddenly for campus.
11:35 – both kids start screaming. Put in a load of laundry.
11:50 – wrangle the Bwun into the bath.
11:52 – a brief moment of silence.
11:55 – try washing the Bwun’s hair. Quickly discard that plan. Bounce jr. Bounce more.
12:30 – try washing the Bwun’s hair again. So much screaming.
12:34 – move the laundry to the dryer. More more more screaming from both kids. Hurry to get the Bwun out of the bath.
12:50 – the Bwun continues screaming.
12:55 – man-handle the Bwun into wearing clothes.
1:00 – put the Bwun on his bed and try calming him down. Unsuccessful.
1:22 – give up and leave the Bwun’s room. More screaming. Feeling the cold getting worse.
1:30 – silence.
The rest of the day – wishing for more silence and less sickness.
And there’s the part I hated most about having 2 kids under age _____ (fill in the blank): when they both scream/cry together and you can’t get anyone to just BE QUIET and you’re feeling exhausted/sick/both.
And I totally sympathize with the egg, toast, and fuse thing! Hope tomorrow’s better!
You know, for having a bad day you seem quite productive to me. My kids didn’t get a bath, my livingroom is still messy, and we all had cold cereal for breakfast. I Think you’re awesome!
I hope you get feeling better enough to get started in your classes this semester! Good luck with all the sicknesses… :(