I was up late last night trying unsuccessfully to set up the online bill pay program offered by our new financial institution. After spending the better part of 2 hours inputting information, it wouldn't send the remittances I requested because they were "over the allotted amount for an unconfirmed account". I was unsuccessful as well at trying to confirm said account, so after midnight, I ended up writing out the blasted checks and addressing envelopes.
L has had a cold for the past couple of days, and is getting progressively snottier. I decided that a sick day was in order for some extra sleep for the sick girl, and for her Mom who got to bed late. I had dreams of waking up leisurely and drinking my coffee in the new recliner by the window while FINALLY having a chance to read more than 2 pages of the novel I've been trying to read.
Instead, I woke up to the annoying "low battery" bleep of one of the girls' cell phones, transmitted over the baby monitor from downstairs. I successfully found the phone and turned it off, but the dog was now awake and rambunctious. I attempted to go back to sleep, but a few minutes later J crept into the room and asked to "sleep" with us. She fidgeted and sniffed for the next 30 or 40 minutes until she heard her "sick" sister pattering up the stairs. Yup...BOTH girls were up earlier than I normally would have woken them on a non-Preschool day.
The next order of business was to proceed with the daily grind, since the coffee and book in the recliner dream was clearly not to be. I loaded up the dryer with laundry that washed during the night and found J's new camera in the washer. At this point, J ran downstairs crying, L was calling from a bathroom downstairs for help wiping, and I felt on the verge of tears myself: we had already replaced the camera that replaced the camera that we gave to Jenna that now needed to be replaced. Clear as mud, no?
I finished the burnt toast smeared with Nutella along with my cold coffee. The dryer has stopped and I need to collect laundry for the next washer load. School is beckoning, and I'm feeling defeated already at 10 AM. I need to haul my shower gear downstairs if I'm getting a shower today, since we still can't use ours or the kitchen sinks for that matter. I'll also have to force a kicking and screaming L into a shower tonight since we can't use the bathtub either.
At least there is the promise of sunshine and warmer temperatures today. I'm COUNTING on it!
2 comments:
Sounds like a typical February day with children in the house! Surely it will get better! Radical Acceptance and keep smiling even though you are not smiling on the inside. :)
Wow, that does sound like a trying morning: T and the very bad, horrible, awful, not-good day.
Tomorrow, bright, sunny, uncomplicated, coffee in the recliner (here's hoping for you!)_
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