My Random Thoughts

Last Monday I had an okay day. Actually in the morning I started out pretty good. I got the laundry sorted early and laundry was washing by 9:30. I stayed up on it all day and folded each load as it came out. I was able to get the house picked up, and swept (we have laminate flooring everywhere). The dishes were done after lunch and the kitchen was all cleaned up. My little light started going out around 2:00 - but I think I felt pretty good about the house so I just relaxed. Kylie and I even got to paint our toe nails and her finger nails. Landon got home around 4:00. We were able to do his regular homework plus two storyboards, and he wrote a book that he had illustrated last week for his storyboard. It took a good hour to get it done. Tannen took a good first nap. But he is dropping the second one and wouldn't go down. He was cranky but fine if I held him or was completely engaged with him. But all day long I felt cried at, hit, bitten, tugged, poked and picked at (he loves grabbing my mole on my neck and it hurts.)

I really started to get tired after the homework. Landon wanted to ride his bike and ended up knocking on a couple of doors for friends but didn't get anyone. He saw one of his friends at the small park in our townhouse community and really wanted to go down and play. I told him no - that I was too tired. He called Marcus to see if he would when he got home. It was a wait and see. Landon and Kylie took care of all their laundry, but I was cranky and tired and Landon was bored. Never a good combination. I ended up making tacos because they are fast and easy. Plus I had Landon brown the hamburger for me. Marcus called and said he would be late. So we had to cancel Family Home Evening. Landon was sad because he got to pick the activity and we were going to go up into the mountains and cut new Harry Potter wands - since they have lost or broken theirs from last year.

We had dinner it went over fine because the kids like tacos. But then they were whiny and bored. So I decided to play a new game with them where we make up stories and we are only allow three words each turn. They loved it and it lasted 30 minutes. Then I tossed the two older kids in the tub at 7:00. Those two are no longer allowed to take baths together. After they got out I was getting desperate so I blow dried Landon and Kylie's hair. Thankfully Marcus came home at 7:30, and took over with them. I was delighted to hand Tannen over to Marcus and he ate dinner holding him. He snuggled to two older kids to bed and I took Tannen and gave him his bottle and he fell asleep.

At the end of the night I was so tired but I wondered what the difference was between that day and another when I don't want to put in the effort, or I end up way more grouchy then I was. I started asking Marcus this - and as I like to think aloud ended up answering my own question. I think having a clean house made all the difference in the world. Plus the kids were cooperative some of the time and despite being bored and not getting their way still did their homework, took care of their laundry and helped with dinner. Marcus was wonderful. He got to come home to a clean house, and a cold dinner (his fault - buy hey there was dinner), a burned out wife, and crazy kids. But hey he only had a half and hour left and everything would settle down.

I don't know the whole point of this post - maybe to organize my thoughts, to see a day in my life, or to learn that Wendi really needs a clean house to function.