As I was washing dishes, while cooking dinner, after putting away groceries from a two hour shopping trip with two very grouchy kiddos, in 111 F heat index weather, I realized. I’m seriously over summer… Like seriously!
As I was washing dishes, while cooking dinner, after putting away groceries from a two hour shopping trip with two very grouchy kiddos, in 111 F heat index weather, I realized. I’m seriously over summer… Like seriously!
Man, I used to love Mondays… The kids would be off to school, and my hubby would be busy at work, and I would have the house perfectly quiet. All to myself.
Today has been a very long, and very loud day. I’ve had a headache since Friday, and my stress levels are through the roof right now. Ugh, Mondays…
Have I mentioned this a time or two before… The season of Summer absolutely drives me crazy! It is three solid months of not being able to sleep, complete a thought, accomplish a goal, non-stop cooking, cleaning, laundering, toilet flushing, turn-offer of all things electric, and referee to constant kid fights, and I’m a personal assistant to my three most demanding bosses.
I’m on week one, and I’m exhausted…
I think the kids have only had about sixteen days of school this month. Spring break started on the 17th, and thank goodness, the kiddos went back to school today…
I know it sounds rotten, but Spring Break really took it out of me. We spent most of the time either at the store, in the kitchen, but we did get one day away. I was completely exhausted by the weekend, and the kids were pretty darn grouchy too.
Today I went to a few stores to restock the house, and I did a little cleaning. The house is still a huge mess, but I’ll get to it soon enough.
This evening the kids are a little grouchy too. I think that calls for early bedtimes for everyone.
So for the past two weeks I’ve had this nagging cold/cough/aches/junk that I cannot get rid of. I was feeling a bit better on Monday. I went to the store, took the dog for a walk, and then wham! I coughed like crazy and ran a fever.
Yesterday I got nothing accomplished. I slept most of the day, and I was ready to call it an evening at 6:30 p.m. I feel miserable, and I’m frustrated that I’m not getting anything done. The house is a wreck, and the dishes are piled up again in the kitchen.
I have to get better quick! February hasn’t been the best of months so far…