Monday hit me square between the eyes this morning. Still groggy from a night of painful coughing (getting better, but now my chest is bruised or something), I woke up to discover the clothes didn't dry last night. More importantly, the school uniforms. Once upon a time everyone had at least 2 school polos and 2 bottoms, but the oldest kids are down to one a piece, so this is not a good thing. Ash and Josiah could get along just fine, the other 3, not so much.
I decide right then and there not to stress. We are going to be late, it's ok. It's the first time all year. I'll just let the kids sleep a little longer. Unfortunately, it still threw all of us off this morning. Add to that one missing uniform shirt (but 2 insisting they are 100% sure they put their uniform shirt in the wash) and having to make sure I was showered and halfway presentable as the repair man would be here anytime between 8am and 5pm, and it wasn't a good morning.
I always feel bad on these mornings. I don't want to lose it, and I didn't, but I was just generally snippy with the kids and I know it's wrong. Except for the missing shirt, it wasn't anyone's fault really. Just a string of not so great things happening all at once. The thing that really made me feel like a louse was when Sophia nicely pointed out in the car...."Hey Mom, you didn't pack me a sandwich." Ugh. Lucky for me I had money to give her to buy lunch at the school.
It's been better since I got home. Steve was still home, so I got to spend a little time with him while he finished getting ready. I made sure he had a sandwich. Even the fact that the repair man couldn't fix the dishwasher today (Heck, he can't even finish it tomorrow, he'll be back on the 20th) isn't getting me down. Of course, most of the dishes are clean. I'm sure I'll be a little bummed tonight when the sink is full again.
I've got a pot of "Poor Man's Stew" in the crock pot, even made some fluffy dumplings to go on top. I'm going to grab Vintage Jesus to read while sitting at the school waiting for practices to be over and tonight, Steve and I move on to season 2 of Mad Men. I'm so happy to be able to go from a season finale last night to season premiere tonight. None of that pesky waiting a couple of months pondering what is going to happen.
Sure, it wasn't the greatest Monday, but in the whole big picture, I'm still a very blessed person, so that's how I'm going to choose to look at it.
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