This morning I was the epitomy of single mothering (Mike's at a training in Columbia).
I was up, ready, packed my lunch, packed Natalee's food, made myself a little breakfast to eat on my drive to Memphis.
It was 10 till 7...I was doing great.
Natalee was still sleeping so I decided to carry everything to the car & give her every opportunity to get her sleep out that she could have.
Grabbed my lunch, her food bag, my breakfast cup of milk.
Promptly wiggled when I shoulda waggled and dumped aforementioned glass of milk (did I mention it was chocolate?) all over pants, in my shoes, on my end table, my rug, my door, my floor.
Perhaps dumped doesn't cover it...sloshed then dumped more aptly describes what happened.
I didn't cry, didn't curse, in fact, I didn't do anything for a full 15 seconds.
Then I stripped off my pants (yes, with my front door open--sorry Shelly's parents & other neighbors), grabbed the towels in the downstairs bathroom (sorry Natalee's sweet little baby towels) & proceeded to mop my floor.
20 minutes later the washer's running with lots of soiled towels, I've changed my britches, thrown the milk cup in the sink & loaded the car.
I went and got my sweet baby out of bed & dressed her. The day was shot so I gave her a little extra snuggle...like I was going to be on time at this point.
Loaded her & got on the road...called my boss & told her I would be a smidgen (or lota bit) late.
I wanted to cry, but I didn't...
...until I got in the van.
*sigh* how many more days until my husband comes home?
4 comments:
i wondered about you when i drove by your house and saw your van still there at 7:15, here's to a blundered monday that wasn't even monday, surely tomorrow has to be better!
It's gotta look up, there's only 3 days left after today!:) Holler if you need anything, I'm not sure what I can do, but I'm here...:)
Funny how much more you appreciate those husbands when ther not there isn't it. Hope your week gets better.
ah you poor thing. i didn't see your strip show:) the kids were all like, "MIKEY IS LEAVING", but i had to tell them that it was you driving the van, not mikey! had i known how bad of a morning it was i would have ran out and gave you a hug! hope tomorrow is better!
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