WARNING: There are too many parentheticals in the post.
Sweet Daddy finally started feeling better on Saturday evening {when you get to spend a week on the couch, I’m guessing you probably do feel pretty spry} so we all headed to church Sunday morning. We had children’s church and wow they were energetic. We had conversations about how we should “…praise the Lord at all times” {Psalms 34:1} and that included when we were sitting on the front row waiting for our cue to leave and while we were running screaming up the stairs to our classroom. I’m just guessing, but I don’t think they got it. SD had a pain as we were leaving church {which threatened to ruin our much anticipated Mexican feast}, but he got over it and we joined the fam for lunch.
As if kidney stones, surprise surgery and multiple trips to the doctor in one day aren’t enough, he strained a muscle getting in the car. I know… what grown man strains a muscle seating himself in the passenger side of a relatively tame Jeep? Apparently one who walks a little crippled to keep the kidney pains at bay. Moving on.
Do you remember that famous list of New Year’s Resolutions that I made, mostly because I haven’t ever done that before and kind of because I needed a little kick in the behind? Well this week I kind of said to heck with them. I haven’t had a soft-drink since we left the hospital, but I haven’t had an ounce of water either. I can count only twice that I’ve set foot on the elliptical, although that’s mostly because SD took up permanent residence in our bed, which happens to face said exercise equipment. I haven’t been a very good wife or mother this week, it is too hard with sick people and whiny two year olds and a 90 pound dog that is suddenly obsessed with all things stuffed. I mean seriously, every time I walk in the door she’s holding a pillow, stuffed animal or pair of socks in her mouth?! I digress… The worst part of this resolution debacle is that I haven’t come any closer to organization since balancing the checkbook and ordering a day planner last week {which is pretty stinking awesome, but I missed the part about it only being a 40 week planner!!!}. I have been carrying bills around in my purse for 5 days, but have failed to pay a single one, the empty trashcan is still lying by the mailbox and there is a load of laundry that quite possibly will need to be washed for a third time because I can’t seem to remember to put it in the dryer.
Everyday that I come home and think, “Today is the day I get organized, clean house and act industrious” something new comes on television. I hate admitting that I’m a slave to appointment television, but come on! When did reality television get so good? I was thrilled to see 24 return, but four hours in one week is a little much. Especially when you add two hours of The Bachelor and four hours of American Idol. When do you expect me to do my housework, network television?? Next week LOST comes on and I’ll completely lose another hour of my week. If you think I’m sacrificing LOST to assist with potty breaks, cook dinner, fold laundry or let the dog out then don’t know me very well. This is quite possible my strongest vice.
You’ll also remember that I mentioned being off work Monday and the excitement about pretending to be a stay-at-home mom. I seem to recall saying something about having my housework done before then and that my Christmas decor would be neatly packed in boxes and in our storage building so that I could enjoy lots of girly goodness. Since there are still wreaths on my front windows, lights on the mantle and a tree in the studio that is looking less and less likely. Instead, we’re thinking about packing up and heading to the beach for the weekend and ignoring the mess altogether. After all, there is nothing like celebrating Christmas for ten whole weeks.
I think my new resolution is to have the house un-decorated by Valentine’s Day. Maybe I can schedule exercise and bible reading for March. Don’t you think that is much more reasonable?
Kristin is married to her high-school sweetheart and the mother to two daughters. Professional by day and creative by night, she is a family lifestyle blogger who writes about faith, family, and fitting it all into a busy schedule. At Taz + Belly, you’ll find healthy recipes, children’s party ideas, tutorials, DIY projects, and more. Click Here to Read More About Kristin
