...that's not fair...my house is not dirty...but did you ever get yourself into the frame of mind that no matter how well anything goes, or how clean anything is...it's not clean... because you're mind makes it dirty... because your feels make it dirty... because when you are not feeling the bestest and brightest...nothing is bright or best enough...
Thing 2 is crazy... it's not terrible 2's.. (pun intended) it's just her nature...she's a tornado of force and she is going to win... We pick our battles and I agree we are winning the war... but with the cluster-fuckery of last night...I mean REALLY?!?!
She's kind of a metaphorical bi-polar tornado of Dorothy Gale and The Wicked Witch of the East... She tried to drop a house on her sister... you know, those Little People? We have the Little People house... Thing 2 picked it up and tried to literally drop it on her sister while she was lying on the couch... Houses and bruises and fights, OH MY!
What was really happening, she was smothering her with a day full of love that she has to push into a three hour period... and when the summer comes, and they are together forever (forever only lasts from memorial day weekend to August 11th this year)... they'll be sick of eachother... Fine.
I feel like my toes are broken, I stubbed them BAD into the ottoman last night while carpet skiing across the living room care of a freshly discarded picture book.. yay me. Between "Get OFF ME!"'s, and "Be QUIET"'s, and "I'm THIRSTY!"'s, and shit that popped off about something that I was hoping was dead and gone that won't stop rearing it's ugly, smug, egotistical, maniacal head... I was done... I had to get an Ice pack for my foot... thing 2 thought it was her duty to pull it off my foot because it doesn't belong there, right? 15 minutes of agony and excruciatingly cold water and elevating, the foot was not swollen, it "looked" fine, but I needed pain killers to sleep... and I didn't even sleep cause the shit that popped off made my mind go like a freight train, and I don't know why I put myself through that every time that same old shit comes up... because nothing ever happens with it...because I'm not a coward...and that person is... nuff said? Nuff said...
I said all that to say this...Amongst all that...nestled in the dank swamp of last night's events... was Thing 1's report card... She has exceeded her Spring goals and has met her goals going into 4th grade next year. Not only that, but it has been recommended when she starts 4th grade, they start her at 5th grade curriculum. Her state test scores showed she tests at a 5th grade level... OH my... there is always a light at the end of the tunnel...and for this, she got to stay up and have a treat, watch some of a show with me and daddy and go to sleep after a much needed shower... she got her alone time... priceless reward for such a good report card. The behavior report was exceeds expectations and her participation was also. That must be residual, me n choni weren't like that... grandparents are to thank for that, I have no doubt 'bout it... So now, my actual not so dirty house has an awesome husband who is trying to bring my car back to life after two days of battery issues because this here genius didn't turn the headlights off when we got our first afternoon in a LONG ASS TIME of dark cloudy weather and mist.. awesome... I am driving our van, our "new" car... our newest car is 8 years old... that's funny to me. Can't tell you why but it makes me laugh... Hopefully not much longer... hopefully we will be downsizing when the next big Sale Weekend happens... Been thinking on this one for MONTHS and I think we finally have it figured...Come end of May, Mama's got a brand new bag...
This morning I am lagging ass, coffee be damned...soda is next on the list... no walk, due to weather and toes.. still keeping an eye on them, foot is elevated and I am using the ice pack from lunch... my lunch is safely nestled in the confines of our work fridge... yay... and I am still very proud of my Thing1... I think I need to save all this healthy worry I worked up for having my first child go to school... I have a feeling I'll need it in a few more years... hrmph...
Luckily, it's wednesday...and as much as I would like to think that I don't have much to do today because I don't have much to do and not because my boss FORGOT to give me my work... I'm going to enjoy my delusion while it lasts... I gotta go, it's Dr. Pepper o'clock...
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