Random Thoughts to Center Me (Hopefully)

I started this blog post somewhere around 9ish.
I have a ton to do today. Well, I think I have a ton to do. Bob and I are going away for my birthday weekend and, as usual, I hate leaving a messy house. In addition, I want to make things as easy for Dawn as possible, which mean starting her off on a clean slate. The bump in the road is that I am in a ton of pain this morning and am having trouble focusing. I was in so much pain when I woke up, I gave in a took Vicodin, which isn't helping with the focusing. However, I feel much more relaxed now. :)
My main goal for today is to get all the laundry done (including put away) and run errands to Costco and the grocery store. To do which I need to take a shower and then put on clean clothes - which requires me doing laundry. Guess I'll go put in a load, since everything hinges on that.
That's done. Oh, I could so be a drug addict!
My main stress today is the running of errands. Specifically getting everything down on a list so that the weekend is as food stress free as possible. It doesn't seem to matter how 'organized' I am, I always forget something at the store.
It's not like I don't have most of tomorrow to do stuff too. We're not leaving until 2 or so. But I have some things that HAVE to get done tomorrow morning - stripping our bed and remaking it and cleaning our bathroom. I should clean the kids bathroom too. I wanted to get our room vacuumed really well, but I'm thinking that might not happen. Putting laundry away is probably going to be a tomorrow morning thing as well (since Bob will be home) so it would be good if I got it completely done today. And of course there are dishes and general straightening up.
Apparently the Vicodin is still working it's way up to full strength...
Impromptu starting of dishes due to wantage of bottles...
Liam has a big bruise on his forehead. He tripped this morning and fell into the edge of the door.
I need to print out and send out invites for the kids' party. Molly always wants a huge one, but I feel like our house can only hold so many people. I guess eventually I'll have to have at least two parties - one for family and one for friends. But, this year, I'm inviting the normal crowd.
I'm a little worried about leaving Liam this weekend. I know the older girls can handle it and Lorelei is pretty adaptable, but Liam has been a complete Mama's boy lately. I even had to rock him last night because he wouldn't settle down. He's getting his 2 year molars in, so he's kinda cranky to boot. I hope he's not too traumatized by it all. We're planning on leaving during the little kids' nap and Molly, of course, will be at school. So when they wake up/get home - life will be a little different for a while. I really hope it goes ok. I'm probably worrying for nothing, though. And it's not like we won't be close by.
I need to water my plants.
Note to self: Do not water plants while on Vicodin. It results in lots of drippage. On the plus side, certain sections of my house are cleaner than they were.
It's amazing to me how computer savvy my kids are. I guess it shouldn't be, but watching my not quite 5 year old set up a laptop - plugging everything in correctly, starting it up, getting into the games she wants - is amazing.
*Sigh* I should check on laundry. I think the meds are wearing off and it's only been 2 hours. I should be in the middle of a lovely pain free stupor. :(
Laundry looks much more manageable. I probably only have about 2 loads left. It's amazing how quickly it goes sometimes. I sound like the Cruises with all my amazings. Maybe they're constantly on Vicodin.
Chain emails always die with me...
It's noon. I have 3 hours to do what I need to do and 1 to take a shower and get ready to run errands. When Molly gets home we need to: Get her ready to go, get everyone in the car, pick up Brendan, drop Molly off at her party, go to Costco, Target and Giant, come home and unpack and eat dinner, get back in the car and pick Molly up, drop Brendan off and then come home and get the kids in bed.
Between now and then I need to: finish laundry, finish dishes, pick up toys.
Oh, and before any of that happens I need to: take another Vicodin.
Silence, sort of. At least they're all in their rooms. Waiting for round two of Vicodin to kick in. Eating chili for lunch. Haven't gotten anything else accomplished.
Tomorrow is my birthday. I'll be 32. I don't precisely remember thinking about what I'd be like when I was 32 when I was a kid, but I'm pretty sure I thought I'd have it more together than I do. I'm living the life I thought I'd live, for the most part, but mentally, emotionally, I'm not nearly as mature as I'd pictured. Not nearly as mature as I assumed my parents were at this age. My parents always seemed like adults to me. (Heck, when I was in middle school, the seniors seemed like adults to me.) Yet, as a parent and an "adult", I sure don't feel like what I'd imagined being an adult would feel like.
One more load of laundry to put in the washer. I have absolutely no motivation to pick up toys. Maybe I should leave it as a filler option for Dawn this weekend... haha.
I need to sew a button on my jeans. And the pants that Liam is currently wearing.
It's really windy again today. I can't wait until spring. This winter hasn't been too bad (so far) but still... I miss opening my house up. And it's always about this time that I get lured into thinking that spring isn't too far away and then dumb old PA weather dumps a blizzard on us in the middle of March.
I need to clean the trash out of our lower yard as well. I'm not sure why that field is such a magnet for empty beer cans, but every morning I go down there, there's a new few.
Ok, I'm going to buckle down and actually finish doing the dishes. Here we go...
And PRESTO! Through the magic of me not writing down every single thing that I do, the dishes are DONE!
We have a mouse (I refuse to believe there is more than one) in our house. I'd have great animosity towards it if it weren't that I find the things that it does rather amusing. For instance, last night it got into our liquor cabinet, took some of my peanutbutter and jelly M&Ms, carried them all the way across the kitchen to my potholder drawer and consumed them on a cushy potholder, leaving tell tale, multicolored candy coating piles all over the place. Guess it like the peanutbutter center the best. Kind of reminds me of Lorelei, with the sneaking around making messes and all.
I'm down to laundry and toys. Toys, toys, toys, toys!
Brief attempt to poetry using Edgar Allen Poe's Bells poem failed. I hear the dryer beeping. My last load had to be two. :(
In the meantime, in exchange for being allowed out of her room during naptime, Maggie has offered to pick up toys. I'm not complaining!
Guess I'll help her pick up the basement. It's funny how having her company can help motivate me too! :)
Well, it's almost three and everything that I wanted done is done (with the exception of laundry, which is a timed thing, so there's not much I can do about that). Unfortunately both Liam and Lorelei are awake now, so when I come down from my shower the house will not be in order still. Oh well, it's better than nothing!!
Hopefully they'll let me shower in peace...
Not quite in the shower yet cause WOOHOO Bob bought me a multi colored pack of my very favorite pens so I can COLOR COORDINATE my calendar! :)
6:30 - Brief respite. Waiting for dinner in the oven. Then off to pick up Molly, stop by Target, drop Brendan off, put the kids to bed. Then I can crash!!
*Sigh* Day almost done. 8 pm. Brendan's still here cause I left the kids with him to pick up Molly. Didn't do Target - Bob will do that tomorrow. Still have to finish laundry (forgot about that earlier). But, I'm happy with my day! :)