Our two-year-old just snorted because he was laughing so hard.
It doesn’t get much better than that!
Missing Out
We’ll get quite into this topic in the How to Be Poor book when it comes out, but I wanted to whine about it a little here, now.
We are missing out on two birthday parties this weekend because of work, and it’s really hard on me today. I was going to let Grandma take the kids to one party this evening, but I got vetoed. I was telling John about it, and he said that since it was out of town, it would mean a late night for them–and also for us. And he was right about that. But I still wanted them to be able to go anyway, so they weren’t “missing out” on anything. Which is the common conundrum for us. Everyone wants to make sure we know that we’re missing out on things.
I tried to argue this point with John for a while, that they should be allowed to go, and then deferred to his judgement. Quietly and happily. Since he’s the hubs. Continue Reading…
This Makes Me Happy!
It makes me happy when we get home from a very full day, to be greeted by our programmable thermostat that reads a little uncomfortably warm. We turned it off, as we usually do during this time of year, knowing that we would be home in just enough time to cool the house off before bed.
This allows the air conditioner to not have to run during the hottest part of the day. The only time when this is NOT fun, is when I get home from a very long work day and am already sweating (or “sweating hot” as my daughter would say). And that’s been happening a lot lately.
Oh well….can’t complain about a nice crisp 79 degrees that’s saving you money!
My Day Off
Even though it’s my day off….I’ll be working today. And it’s a ginormous job that I am so happy to have a partner for (thanks for coming with me honey).
It seems like a pretty daunting day to be looking at, except that I decided when we went to bed last night that today is going to be a great day. No worries, everything on this clean will go perfectly and we will find favor with the owners. Everyone will be happy :0)
I also decided last night that if I bought two large cans of cinnamon rolls, it would also help put the day on the right foot. So while I was showering this morning, John made breakfast and the kids colored quietly. Then we all stuffed ourselves silly with as many as we could eat and then just kind of rolled around in the living room floor groaning for a while.
Now it’s time to go to work!
Chugga Chugga…..pfttttt
Alright, cleaned four houses today with a lovely co-worker (John), came home and saw my lovely in-laws and listened to their stories of the ten day vacation they just went on, helped with dinner, worked on my deadline of tomorrow with the awesome editor until 10:30, took a shower, got sidetracked reading other people’s blogs on productivity (there’s seriously something wrong with that!), and am back at work.
It is common knowledge in this house that my brain doesn’t pump out work after eight pm. I can blog, but blogging is nonsense. And it’s easy and fun. See? I’m doing it right now.
I am giving myself thirty minutes, until midnight, to get this done…..so I don’t have to get up early and finish it. Dang it, 29 minutes. I thought being a grown up was supposed to be so appealing? I want to go to bed. Wah.
Happy Mother’s Day!
Happy Mother’s Day a little early :0)
Don’t forget to celebrate your kids and your husband right back. And pay attention to every little thing, even if it’s as small as your hubby actually getting the kids out of their pajamas for you. Or the kids trying their hardest to make you something to eat (have I told you about the “milkshakes” my daughter made every year?). Notice and praise every little thing, and then when you get a moment, do something lovely for yourself too.
My something lovely will be taking a shower. We’ve had two sick kids and a sick Mommy all day today. So Sunday morning we’ll all be recovering and watching church on the internet and dancing to some GoFish videos.
Cookie Time!
There’s not much that can beat making cookies with your kids. Continue Reading…
