Well, here I am, almost 3pm. I haven't gotten dressed, I haven't showered in 3 days, I haven't gotten either of my kids dressed, (well, I put pants on Sophia, but she doesn't have a shirt or socks on. Do I get points for at least taking her nightgown off of her?) I still need to do the dishes from LAST NIGHT.
Every time I have one of these days I swear to myself, never again. I'm going to get up everyday with a smile on my face from now on. Hop in the shower, get dressed, (in clothes that haven't fit in years), do my hair and make-up, and maybe even put on some perfume, why not?
I'm going to feed my kids a perfectly cooked breakfast, AND they are going to eat it without complaining. I'll have no problem doing all the dishes and cleaning up because the girls will go and play happily together without bothering me at all.
Well, I usually achieve something sort of close to this for a few days, but inevitably, it never lasts. Eventually I have a day where I don't want to get out of bed when I hear the first girl call out. Then it's just downhill from there. I wonder where all of my motivation has gone? I guess that it's still there, but only somedays. The part that can be frustrating is that on the days like this I think to my self, "ok, get up, get in the shower, be productive, come on, the girls are asleep right now, clean the kitchen!" but instead, I watch Taking The Stage episodes on MTV.com like I did today.
Shoot, at htis point in the day I'm thinking it would be a waste of time to get dressed, oh, except that I wanted to get rolls from Great Harvest to go with dinner tonight...I'll just throw on some sweats and a hat, maybe a shirt and shoes on Sophia too. Yeah, that would be a good idea.
5 comments:
just to let you know i've thuroughly enjoyed every post this week. keep blogging!
Sounds like you are as tired of winter as me!
Sounds like you could use a vacation in New York! We still have to figure out if we can meet up!
sounds like an average day to me??
I am so enjoying your posts! It is nice to hear what all the rest of us feel but don't like to admit to.
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