“I try to take one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me at once.” ~Jennifer Yane
Just gotta say that I’m feeling kinda “kay-ray-zay” as Jacob would say. (That would be Jacob speak for CRAZY.) And I must also say that I’m not feeling very funny today–a direct result of the crazy, no doubt. So if funny is what you’re here for, you might be out of luck today! Let’s just see where this goes…
Here’s a peek into this week’s calendar of events:
Monday: AM–work out, make calls to arrange delivery of our “new to us” piano, go on band field trip–on the bus–with Jacob, back just in time to hear the school bell ring. PM–Chauffeur kids to Tae Kwon Do (TKD) and Piano. Deliver first piano payment while Emma is at piano. Followed by dinner, outside time, baths, bed.
Tuesday: AM–more piano calls, day 2 of band field trip–not on bus today (sweet), lunch at mall food court with 60 band students. PM–work out, relax for a minute, stress about where we will put said piano in our small house, drive through dinner on way to Jacob’s (awesome) band concert. The concert which Emma VEHEMENTLY does NOT want to go to and continually expresses her displeasure about…Home to do homework, bath and bed.
Wednesday: AM–work out, then to work PM–meet kids after school, stress more about where piano will go, because it is coming TODAY and I haven’t made a decision yet. Move furniture around. Call hubby to make sure he will be home to help move stuff around to accommodate piano. Call sister-in-law in panic. SIL comes over with her hubby to try and help reassure me that we have, in fact, selected the right location for the piano. Meanwhile I get a little unplanned spring cleaning done, because of the pending piano arrival. It’s a perk, I reckon.
(Question: How much crap can fit under your couch??? Answer: A pair of long john pants, 3 pairs of socks, dice, giant bouncy ball, lots of popcorn, dust bunnies, hair bows, poker chips, gameboy games and much, much more!!!)
Lots of vacuuming and dust bunny removal. More furniture moving. Piano arrives. Fork out money to piano mover. Emma is happy and plays her new piano. Kids off to bed.
Thursday: AM into PM: rush kids out door because I have to leave when they do. Work. PM: Rush home to meet kids after school. Rush to grocery store to get stuff for fruit salad to take to school thing that evening. Get groceries home. Dump pre-chopped fruit in bowl, chop other fruit, dump in bowl. Dash bowl to school, only to find there isn’t room in school fridge to keep until the appointed hour and subsequently schlep it back to my house until time for the night’s festivities. SIGH. Retrieve Emma from friend’s house. Go to school (fruit bowl in tow) for Open house/music performance. Home to do homework and bed down.
And there we are…up to the minute. And I haven’t had my Friday yet..I feel like I’ve had two weeks worth of stuff crammed into 4 days. I mean seriously, where is the down time??! We all need it. We all crave it. We deserve it! We need time to go have a caramel latte with our dear friends!! Sense the bitterness, people.
Maybe it doesn’t sound like crazy to you. Maybe it sounds familiar. Maybe it sounds like I’m whining. (I *am* whining, in case there was any confusion about that…one needs to whine occasionally, I think. When it’s not too excessive, I’ll allow it.) Maybe it’s May on the school calendar and that’s when they think they have to cram every other day full of performances, open houses, field trips, and parties. Oy! Couldn’t they spread it out a little more evenly over the school year? I mean, come on.
Tomorrow holds for me volunteering in Emma’s class, birthday shopping (Emma’s bday is this Sunday), helping with the track meet practice, and Party Pants has another birthday party to attend tomorrow night. And then, she has her OWN birthday party on Sunday evening, which includes all its preparation.
It just seems like a crazy crazy life. Am I missing something? My kids aren’t in HALF the stuff other kids around the neighborhood are in. And I still feel like I’m running around like a chicken with its head cut off! How do those other people do it? Do those people have a maid? Or a personal Chauffeur? I don’t know. But I’m glad I’m not those other people. I’m glad most weeks aren’t like this one. I’m glad there are 4 weeks and 2 days left of the school year. Not that I’m counting down or anything.
“I can’t complain, but sometimes I still do. Life’s been good to me so far.” ~Joe Walsh, Life’s Been Good lyrics