The downside to staying at home/working from home is that essentially, my days sort of blur together. This means that really a Friday is no different than a Tuesday, for all intents and purposes (especially during tax season). But – still, psychologically, Friday is a good thing to me.
Today, however, was full of very few good things – especially since my day started at 4:15 a.m. Yes, you read right: 4:15 a.m. All that sleep Pumpkin did yesterday? Well, it really came back to bite me in the butt because at several hours before the crack of dawn, she was awake. I thought to myself, okay, I’ll feed her, and put her back to bed. Um. No such luck. I had her back in her crib by 4:30ish – and she started crying and crying. By the time Hubby’s alarm went off at 5, he’d decided to just get her up and out, because really at that point, no one was getting any sleep, and the yelling would only serve to wake The Princess up earlier as well.
I got up and took over with Pumpkin so he could get ready for work – Hubby left, and The Princess was up by 5:30! (At this point, you have to be wondering what on earth is wrong with these kids – all day, no where special to go – why wouldn’t they want to sleep? Their mommy sure wanted to!!). Let’s add to the mix the fact that the cable company was supposed to come out to replace our universal remote between 8 and 10 a.m. I thought we could get out and about after that – that running errands might help perk us all up… but when 10:20 rolled around with no sign of the cable guy, I called.
And found this out – whoever scheduled our appointment SCREWED up. Instead of booking the 8-10 a.m. block like I was told, she put it in as “any time between 8 a.m. and 7 p.m.” Fantastic. I wanted to sit around all day. Sit we did, as the cable guy didn’t show up until 4:30 this afternoon!!
At that point, I was ready to screech, seeing as how he was technically over six hours late, and adding to that fun mix – Pumpkin had essentially refused to nap all day. From 4:15 this a.m. until 7 p.m., I would say she got maybe an hour of sleep – it was hideous. This whole day, I’ve been a zombie with two freakishly wide-awake children. Aaaaaaah.
By the time Hubby got home (early – as he was sleep-walking too), I was about ready to collapse in a heap on the floor (not really, I’m just being dramatic, so don’t mind me). I told him that I’m just burned out – being a tax season widow is probably harder on me than being a CPA is on him! Smart smart man that he is, he merely asked, “What can I do to make things easier for you?” Which is how come Sunday I will be going out shopping BY MYSELF for a bit. And, how he will be on daddy wake up duty tonight.
Sometimes, he’s really a smart guy. As the saying goes: If mama ain’t happy, nobody’s happy.
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WOW!!!!! Hope you enjoy your shopping adventure! I’ve had many of those falling out in the floor days. For some reason Husband always seems to miss them…or maybe he’s just been stepping over my unconcious body on his way to bed.