Have you ever had one of those days where you are seriously looking everywhere to find the hidden cameras? You just KNOW this has to be some kind of Punked for Moms TV show that is turning your day inside out like this. There is no way that this day is really happening.
I had one of those days last Friday. I am at a loss for what to blog about tonight . . . so I'm just going to tell you about that day so that you can see why my answer to, "How are you?" is always "Tired" and to "What's going on?" is always "Where should I begin?"
I recently started to "work" for my sister. Those of you who don't know me personally probably don't know much about my sister because I haven't talked about her on More than Mommies, yet. My sister is 18 months younger than me and has been in a wheelchair for the last 5 years. It took a while for doctors to figure out what was wrong with her but she has now been given the diagnosis of MS. Through
TRCIL, she is allowed to have an aid come and help her get things done. She has had a lot other aids in the past - obviously, none of them really worked out. So . . . here I am giving it a shot. Part time, that is - and so far it's been keeping me busy but in a good way.
There is one more piece of background information you need to know before you understand what a day Friday was for me. We are trying to sell our house. We have been trying for a while now and I'm getting VERY anxious about it. We had an Open House on Sunday that I had to clean for on Friday because I knew I wasn't going to have the time (or energy) to do it on Saturday. Also - I hadn't been home for 3 days and 2 evenings. We had the Art Show at the nursery school I teach at and it involved a little (or a lot) of overtime. My house was a disaster because of me not being home to keep up with it - and the fact that I had to clean was stressing me out beyond belief.
So, here's how this sitcomic (is that a word?) day went:
7:45 am - Out of bed . . . cup of coffee in hand . . . ready to tackle the day
8:00 am - Usual morning craziness. . . getting kids changed, dressed finding matching socks and breakfasts unwrapped and served.
8:30 am - Danika leaves for school with Mrs. McGinnis and I pile all the boys into the car to wait for the bus.
8:44 am - Nate gets on the bus and the twins and I head to Nicole's (that's my sister)
9:00 am - Take my niece to preschool and head to Physical Therapy with Nicole...this was when I realized that I lost the key chain with her house key (and another important key) on it. Losing things make me crazy so this was NOT a good thing.
10:00 am - Drop Nicole off at PT and head home to look in the 2 places I think the keys might be in...they aren't in either but I do notice that my house is a disaster...ugh
10:45 am - Get out of the car with the twins and walk around the Physical Therapy building until Nicole is done.
11:00 am - Back in the car to pick Danika up from school
11:10 am - Get phone call from Husband that Nick (our real estate agent) is currently in our house with potential buyers - "Aren't you excited!?!"
11:11 am - Scream at Husband and curse real estate agent! My exact words were, "I don't even know for sure if Nate flushed the toilet after he went potty this morning!"
11:45 am - Pick Danika up from school while still cursing real estate agent and silently feeling like crying.
12:00 pm - Get the all clear to go home.
12:01 pm - Pull up in front of the house, open the van doors using the automatic feature and have a stray dog jump into the car. (a very cute, lovable, sweet puppy)
12:04 pm - Speak with next door neighbor about the possibility that the dog is hers . . . it isn't?
12:06 pm - Put dog in the back yard (it's fenced in) and make phone calls to the police and Animal Protectors to see if anyone has reported a missing dog.
12:10 pm - Start lunch
12:30 pm - Pull lunch out of the oven and start to get plates out
12:31 pm - Get phone call from real estate agent asking if you could take everyone for a ride while he comes back through your disgustingly filthy house with those perspective buyers again.
12:45 pm - Get everyone back in the van . . . with the newly found dog . . . and head to Animal Protectors to see if it has a microchip. (Leave lunch on the counter to get cold)
1:00 pm - Discover that the dog does not have a microchip and make the decision that you can't leave this precious, cute puppy in the scariest place in the world. Take the dog back to the car and go home.
1:15 pm - Pick up Nicole's house key from my parents.
1:30 pm - Get everyone back inside, eat lunch, put twins down for a nap and make a list of what needs cleaned.
2:00 pm - Find dog's owner roaming the streets and return him to him.
2:15 pm - Head over to get niece from school and let her and her father into the house with the key I got from my dad.
2:35 pm - Realize that the key doesn't work. Put everyone back in the car and head back up to my dad's to get the right key.
2:45 pm - Put my parents' neighbors' 4 daughters in my car to come down to my house to "help" me with the kids and clean . . . they really did help! They cleaned both kids rooms and kept the boys busy while I cleaned.
2:45 pm - 4:00 pm CLEAN and then feed 8 kids and 3 adults Lasagna that had been cooking for the past 3 hours.
5:00 pm - Take Nicole home, take her soon-to-be-ex-husband to the bus stop - Take the 4 helper girls back to their Mama
5:05 pm - Declare that I am taking a well needed Mommy break and lock myself in my room for 20 minutes.
Most of the time between 5 - 7 I can't remember. I know I didn't fall asleep but I can't remember what I did! I do know that, after taking a short nap from 8-9 I got up and cleaned my kitchen like I've never cleaned it before and Jerry cleaned the carpets. I fell into bed from total exhaustion at 1:30 am.
I'm still not sure that I have recovered from this day and things haven't calmed down much. Why is it that life goes in spurts like this? For months I had a lot of time on my hands and wasn't really busy . . . now, I can't get anything done and dream about going to sleep as soon as I wake up. Must just be that Ebb and Flow of the universe. I'm hoping for a little bit of a break in the crazy soon . . . but I don't really see that happening.
Here's praying that I make it through the next 2 months!
Got a post about your craziest day that you want to share? Send me the link! I would love to feel more "normal" (whatever that is!!!)