Seriously....why does every single Monday have to be such a pain in the ass?!!!!
I feel like, once again, I had no weekend. Today at work has been like being a juggler in the circus...I have so many balls to juggle, only two hands, I feel as if they are going to all rain down on top of my head at once.
A three day weekend would be right up my alley, Saturday, Sunday and Monday off. Because, seriously...one weekend, is never enough to get everything done.
Friday after work, I had to do the 45 mile drive, one way, to pick up my son Justin...after working all day, then picking him up, throw in a trip to Walmart for groceries....then the 45 mile drive home, unpack the car, put said groceries away, bath two little kids...make up the spare bed...send hubby off to work, then finally around eleven p.m...I breathe a sigh of exhaustion, pop in a movie..and promptly fall asleep...yeah, so is my exciting life. Although, I must say...the movie seriously sucked....Sweeney Todd...I only rented it because it had my main movie star crush in it...Johnny Depp...
Seriously, Johnny...what crack were you smoking when you agreed to do this movie? I thought you pushed the envelope with your Willy Wonka role, but I have to admit, that movie was cute, I liked your weirdness in that...after Captain Jack Sparrow..didn't think you could be anything but rough, tough and swarthy...but a musical...a singing murderer? WTH? Sorry, but...Sweeney Todd...just didn't preserve your hotness for me...it sucked...I could not finish it.
Rant over...
Saturday morning, Justin baby sat for a couple hours, while Hubby and I ran to into town to pay a bill, go to the bank, etc...he took me for coffee...oh, Starbucks..How do I love thee? Eight year old, Aaron is in a school Musical this Tuesday evening, he needed a plain yellow shirt and black slacks...so, we stopped at Kohl's for me to make said purchases...while there..hubby insisted that we look for me some new clothes...with my weight loss, I didn't have a lot of selections when it came to work clothes...so, he took me to Charlote Russe, bought me a white pencil skirt, black lacy top, a short sleeved cropped over jacket, a dress and two pair of shoes..oh, and a pair of shorts/shirt/tank top....I am so spoiled.
We later took the kids out for dinner...Applebee's...I like to go there because I love their Weight Watchers meals...I got the tilapia..which led to food poisoning...so, you can figure out how the rest of my evening went...it was miserable...oh, the vomiting/nausea that I had..it was terrible...ruined my night, and the hubby's night....the kids were indifferent...they were off in their own little worlds, oblivious to their mother dying behind the bathroom door...that's ok..I want write them off just yet...just shows me..they probably will put me in a home when I am old...lol...
Felt better late into the evening...so, Justin and I watched Juno....
I thought it was really good...I highly recommend it...just don't watch with kids younger than 13/14....
Sunday..ahh...aren't they supposed to be a day of rest? Yeah, that's what I thought...then, why oh why, didn't I heed that? I spent the entire day cooking breakfast, cleaning up and then cleaning my house...I cleaned house for five and a half hours....have I told you how much I hate cleaning? I do....I love having a clean house..but, I hate doing it. Makes me a bitter, angry, grumpy person....hubby left and went fishing...Justin left with a neighborhood boy to start a football game, the two younger boys, hightailed it outside to the sandbox...no one, I repeat no one, wanted to endure the wrath of the Cleaning, freaking out, Mommy....
By the time hubby got home..the house was spotless, I was covered in comet and close to tears...I swear to you, I scrubbed my kitchen floor, with comet, on my hands and knees....then I mopped it three times, swept it at least five...those little ones kept running in and out, in and out, trekking sand in each and every time...I threatend to bury them in the sandbox for good, if they came in and trekked up my floor one more time.
Hubby seen my exhaustion...the tears I was on the verge of releasing, and calmly steered me towards the shower....with the suggestion that I need to call a cleaning service...maybe Merry Maids....because as a full time working Mom...I shouldn't have to spend my weekends working as well..he may be on to something...but I would probably still clean, before the cleaning person came over...I am anal that way. I don't want anyone else to see our dirt..so, where is the purpose of that...I would still clean and then be out my Starbucks/clothes buying money....I can't win.
Maybe I should only clean when we know we are going to have company...
Since we never have company....then I would have no worries, would I?
Happy Monday, ya'll!
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