Friday, June 12, 2009


Gosh, I would love to post something right now; but I'm too busy having a nervous breakdown. I don't understand what my new supervisor at my new wonderful job is asking me to do. Picture that Far Side cartoon where all the dog can understand his owner saying is his name (I'm the dog); I am expecting her to tell me to please go away any time now.

My little girls are bored and I can't fix that. So they spend their time irritating each other (and me): "Stop humming! Stop humming that! Stop it!" yells Rachel. "Hmmmmmmmm," says Susie. On and on and on and on...

I was supposed to do a fridge clean-out post, but Larry went and emptied out all the containers I had neatly stacked by the sink and washed them and dried them and put them away. How dare he?

Now Susie doesn't like what we are having for lunch. Any of it. She is rolling around on the floor by my computer chair and moaning, "I'm hungry." On and on and on and on...

We are still waiting for the appliance man to install our apparently hard-to-get dishwasher motor. I have been washing the dishes by hand for at least 6 weeks now, with the kids drying them. Folks, prior to this dishwasherless experience, I thought that I had experienced the worst these children could throw at me in the way of bickering with each other. I was a battle-hardened mom who had heard it all.

I was wrong. The little darlings have ramped up to the point where they are arguing over each spoon, each little plastic IKEA bowl, each you-name-it - if it exists, it can be fought over. "You dry it!" "No, you dry it!" they spar. Lord help me, I fantasize about using their dishtowels to tie gags over their mouths.

So that is why I haven't been able to write a decent post. I'm sorry. I miss you all. Please visit anyway and tell me this is just a bad day and not the rest of my life. Thank you.

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  1. It's just a bad day and not the rest of your life. I hope that helps!

  2. EVERYBODY I KNOW is having a hard time of it right now. My husband has been gone all week and it's been raining all week and the older kids have woken up the baby approximately 18 times in the past 24 hours. I'm tired and cranky and keep pitching fits. I don't even know what I need anymore to make it better.

  3. Want to meet for a drink tonight? My treat!

  4. This is just a bad day and not the rest of your life...and you have a hubby who does dishes without asking so it could be worse!!

  5. It IS just a bad day. I know; I had it, too. (A different one, but a bad one.) This is not our life. It is just one bad day.

  6. Do you feel like springtime makes your kids turn into demons? Because I feel it has that effect on my offspring.

    Good news is that it will get better.

  7. Hang in there! I hope things come together nice and soon.

  8. It's full summer here, Jen. I think I'm just failing miserably as a parent; but then again, it might just be a bad day.

  9. But you get to sleep in, right?

    And if they are girls, make them play beauty school----neck rub, head rub and toe nails painted---all while you are sleeping---or dozing a bit. It saved my life many a time!

  10. We had the whole "I'm hungry" whining at dinnertime tonight, and nobody liked anything I was going to fix for dinner so me & DH went out to eat and we left the kids to figure it out for themselves.
    When we got back they older kids were complaining that Max wouldn't eat what they had fixed for him because he didn't like it.

    You're just having a bad day. The sun will come out tomorrow.

  11. You did remind them how lucky they are to have dishes to dry, right? That always works. :-)

  12. Just a bad day. They do grow up. Most of them will like most of the others, most of the time.

    I'm still waiting for the dishes to magically wash themselves, and I live alone :)

  13. it is just a bad day and not the rest of your life . . . really.

    To help: meditate on knitting, and yarn, lots and lots of yarn.

  14. I can't say it'll be the rest of your life. But I also can't say that it's not going to be the rest of your summer either.

  15. It won't be for the rest of your life... it will just feel like it.

    My kids are 2 and 3 and they both are fully potty trained. I was just thinking to myself how wonderful it is that I don't have to clean up pee from anywhere anymore. Then on a whim we rescued a dog from a shelter over the weekend as guess what I'm doing? Cleaning pee from ALL OVER. Am I really that stupid I ask myself? Apparently so. Thankfully the dog is small and cute or I'd go nuts:)

    Don't worry things do get better:)



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