What is it about Mondays? They just seem so much more hectic than the average weekday. I do the same thing Mondays as I do most every day but for some reason they make me want to crawl back in bed. The kids are wilder, the house is messier, and it feels like the day will last forever. Is it really only 6:15?! It feels like bedtime already but I still need to go for a walk, make dinner, and pick up a ton of stuff off the floor.
Speaking of picking up stuff off the floor, guess who decided that the little potty chair makes a better toy chest than actual potty? My 2-year old didn't want to wear a diaper today, so I put his little potty in the living room so he could hopefully go sit there if he needed to go. He just kept putting his toys in. And finally when he did need to go, guess where it was? In the kitchen, on the floor. Just sat right down and let loose. Gross! So after I finished wiping up the mess on the floor I made my husband put a diaper on him. Little stinker.
I need to go jogging. I need the exercise but more important I need a break from this house! My jogs are the only time I can actually get out and think of nothing. I'm too busy feeling like my heart will explode to think of anything else. My husband is out watering the grass but as soon as he comes in I'm passing off the kids and taking off for a bit. And maybe I'll make him start dinner while I'm out. I make dinner every night, it's only fair that he take a turn once in a while and find out how hard it is to cook while holding a crying baby and keeping a toddler out of the cupboards lol.
I don't know what it is about Mondays either. Something in the air, maybe the earth's rotation is slower that day, no idea. The weeks where almost everyday is like a Monday makes me want to go into hiding. I'm sorry it was such a bad day. Soon that little boy will be potty trained I promise. *HUGS*
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