I have boys. Boys mean DIRT, which means evening baths, which could lead to a little water getting inside YaYa’s cast.
*sigh* As they say, “My Bad.”
I figured that it would dry out over night. NOT!
This morning, YaYa showed me his soggy cast and mushy skin just as we were arriving at his daycare. It was enough that I was sure that it would be a problem if I let it go. So after dropping BoBo at school, we returned to home to fire up the blow dryer. 30 minutes later, I was on my way.
Who knew that such a short amount of time would have such an impact on my day? Instead of the normal 30 minutes, it took me 60 minutes to arrive at work. My commute time doubled. Leaving the house late had more than a huge effect on my morning commute. There was a trickle down effect.
I was late to check email. With the reduced window of time between arriving and my first meeting, my oatmeal didn’t get made. I didn’t eat until 11 am and, by then, it ruined my appetite for lunch. I grabbed a light lunch 5 minutes before my 1 pm meeting and somehow failed to eat it. On my way out the door, I poured my soup out and left (30 minutes later than usual) to, you guessed it – MORE traffic.
It went on into the evening. At this point, it was the natural chain of events. Baseball and crewcuts put dinner on the table at 8:45 pm. The kids are barely getting to sleep at 10 pm, and I still have so much left to do. I can’t believe that it happens all over again tomorrow.
This week has felt like a marathon gone awry. The miles just keep dragging on – one after another. There is no rest to be had, and there will be no celebration at the end. It’s just exhausting. I’ve got a 10K left ahead of me (so to speak). The naive folks on the sidelines are saying “You’re almost there“, and you know how it is to hear *that* when you have 6.2 miles left to run. Still, I’ve done it before, and I know that I can do it again.
Somehow, when Matthew was born, I KNEW God was going to curse me with another boy :-) It was karma!! The time thing is so true here in Atlanta too. 15 minutes will cost you 30 on the commute. Hunker down and stay strong, Juls! You ROCK!!
Someone told me that having kids is like being on a train that you can never get off of. It just goes and goes and goes……sounds like a nice long weekend would at least slow the train for you. :>)
I feel like that a lot and I only have one kiddo! I hope the weekend brings you a little bit of down time. :0)
Ugh. Hopefully you have Memorial Day off so you can get some rest, relaxation, and Juls time in!
Just remember “this too, shall pass”. Things will slow down somewhere, somehow and just think of how good that will feel!
Also – sometimes you just have to sit in the chair and let the ‘stuff’ go by. Monday!
i too, just recently had a week much like this – ballet recitals, school dances, graduations, in- laws & mothers visiting & an injury to nurse … was on the verge of tears all week … but now its’ over – and honestly, i barely remember it. this too shall pass … you’ll have a moment to breathe soon! i admire you for all you do – you always seem to keep it all together … hopefully, by the time i’ve posted this comment (2 days after your post) and a long weekend in between! – you’ve had that moment to breathe and put the “marathon” week behind you!