My babies leave for a week without us... :( they're getting too big!
It's been a week - we're back at home and trying to settle into our routine. But it's been tough. I had a cold that I brought back from North Carolina and add to that migraines, that equals a slow start... then Friday it turned ugly... 2 migraine doses and I started coughing up techni-colored pieces of my lungs! Ugh! I spent the night sleeping upright in bed, which is, let me tell you, Oh, so Comfortable. If you've never tried it, you really ought to, just so that you can write in your memoirs that you have. Went to the Dr who said it's a sinus infection- isn't THAT lovely?
So, our trip across the great divide known as the southern United States got off to a phenomenal start. 14 minutes away from Wolf Laurel, we had to stop at the pharmacy to pick up a refill on my migraine prescription... I'm just going to 'run right in" while Dad digs out a toy accidently packed away. 15 minutes later, Jethro comes inside and says, "WHAT IS UP?" See, my insurance company thought that they didn't need to have but a single lone soul working on Sunday morning, and the pharmacist wasn't sure they would cover a refill after just 2 weeks (it is usually a month, but I had been assured for this it would be only 2 weeks). Jethro said, "Forget it, you have 2 left. We can always stop somewhere else along the way ICE." So, away we went... approximately 17 minutes later, Drama Queen informs us that she has to "Go" and yes, it IS an emergency. We stop and she does in fact live up to her promise. Back on the road, and 25 minutes later a certain young man informs us that he has to go as well, and it's not something that can be done on the side of the road... So, we're about 56 minutes away from our point of origin yet already an hour and 40 minutes into our trip! Needless to say, Jethro was not the happiest of campers about these turns of events. I however was cracking up! Only in our family!
We did make it home and everyone was happy to see our own house. Drama Queen 5 was especially happy to see our family dog Blondie, over whom DQ had cried on no less than 3 seperate occasions. Equally happy we grown ups were to see an absolutely immaculate home... thanks to my mother! She was house and dog sitting and she is a fabulous cleaner and I swear, it was cleaner coming home than when we left, and it was clean when we left.
All that soon changed though, as the Organizing Bug hit me. See, while in the mountains, I discovered a tv show called Clean House. (if you are familiar with it, skip ahead.. It's a show where people nominate loved ones to have their homes cleaned up and organized. You would be amazed at what filth some people live in.. Cluttered and dirty and NOT organized.) So, I get home and unpack... or start to unpack when I realize that my cabinets under the bathroom sink are not organized. And the cabinet in the toilet room is also not organized. Then I pull out some shelves from the garage that haven't been used since our last house and get everything ready to put them up in our closet, which is, well, semi-organized. Jethro comes down and insists that these shelves are too small and maybe we'll get new cabinets in the laundry room and I'll get the shelves from in there.. well, I'm a woman of the moment, the here and now, not the "maybe in the future" and that won't do... So, I start reorganizing everything in my bathroom, closet and my bedroom .. I get all the VHS tapes (yes, as in the Very great mass of disney Handed down to us by everyone we know with older kids cuz we Still have a video tape player in which our kids can watch them) and reorganize them and take all the DVDs and place the discs themselves into sleeves and pack up the cases in the attic and now we have all movies put away and not neatly stacked in our room (phew!)
Three days later, my cabinets would make even the most OCD of people (and you know who you are) proud, and I'm still sick and feeling lousy ( but I have CLEAN and NEAT cabinets). I even took a very long and very hot bath (and that is a very big deal.. I never take baths.. Jethro does occasionally and he was amazed to find me in the tub with the lights off and a candle on)... I can tell you that I will most certainly be doing that again!
I love listening to my kids talk... "Momma, will you inside-out this shirt for me? It's too soaking hard for me. I'm trying to do it faster... like this fast (said as he runs out of the room and back)" Or how about this one, "I want to stay it right here" (None of my kids know about the word KEEP, they all use "stay it" instead)
As for the rest of the week, I finally was able to check email around Thursday night (could finally tolerate the light of the monitor) and opened my inbox to discover that I had more emails in it than I did when I had a real job and left for vacation. It's tough being a stay at home mom (of course, being the Cheer Comissioner for the BVYA, the PTC President and the webpage designer/advertising person for your new almost ready to launch church helps! ) No rest for the weary... (that's an interesting phrase, now isn't it.. and one that I'm living this week!)
So, our trip across the great divide known as the southern United States got off to a phenomenal start. 14 minutes away from Wolf Laurel, we had to stop at the pharmacy to pick up a refill on my migraine prescription... I'm just going to 'run right in" while Dad digs out a toy accidently packed away. 15 minutes later, Jethro comes inside and says, "WHAT IS UP?" See, my insurance company thought that they didn't need to have but a single lone soul working on Sunday morning, and the pharmacist wasn't sure they would cover a refill after just 2 weeks (it is usually a month, but I had been assured for this it would be only 2 weeks). Jethro said, "Forget it, you have 2 left. We can always stop somewhere else along the way ICE." So, away we went... approximately 17 minutes later, Drama Queen informs us that she has to "Go" and yes, it IS an emergency. We stop and she does in fact live up to her promise. Back on the road, and 25 minutes later a certain young man informs us that he has to go as well, and it's not something that can be done on the side of the road... So, we're about 56 minutes away from our point of origin yet already an hour and 40 minutes into our trip! Needless to say, Jethro was not the happiest of campers about these turns of events. I however was cracking up! Only in our family!
We did make it home and everyone was happy to see our own house. Drama Queen 5 was especially happy to see our family dog Blondie, over whom DQ had cried on no less than 3 seperate occasions. Equally happy we grown ups were to see an absolutely immaculate home... thanks to my mother! She was house and dog sitting and she is a fabulous cleaner and I swear, it was cleaner coming home than when we left, and it was clean when we left.
All that soon changed though, as the Organizing Bug hit me. See, while in the mountains, I discovered a tv show called Clean House. (if you are familiar with it, skip ahead.. It's a show where people nominate loved ones to have their homes cleaned up and organized. You would be amazed at what filth some people live in.. Cluttered and dirty and NOT organized.) So, I get home and unpack... or start to unpack when I realize that my cabinets under the bathroom sink are not organized. And the cabinet in the toilet room is also not organized. Then I pull out some shelves from the garage that haven't been used since our last house and get everything ready to put them up in our closet, which is, well, semi-organized. Jethro comes down and insists that these shelves are too small and maybe we'll get new cabinets in the laundry room and I'll get the shelves from in there.. well, I'm a woman of the moment, the here and now, not the "maybe in the future" and that won't do... So, I start reorganizing everything in my bathroom, closet and my bedroom .. I get all the VHS tapes (yes, as in the Very great mass of disney Handed down to us by everyone we know with older kids cuz we Still have a video tape player in which our kids can watch them) and reorganize them and take all the DVDs and place the discs themselves into sleeves and pack up the cases in the attic and now we have all movies put away and not neatly stacked in our room (phew!)
Three days later, my cabinets would make even the most OCD of people (and you know who you are) proud, and I'm still sick and feeling lousy ( but I have CLEAN and NEAT cabinets). I even took a very long and very hot bath (and that is a very big deal.. I never take baths.. Jethro does occasionally and he was amazed to find me in the tub with the lights off and a candle on)... I can tell you that I will most certainly be doing that again!
I love listening to my kids talk... "Momma, will you inside-out this shirt for me? It's too soaking hard for me. I'm trying to do it faster... like this fast (said as he runs out of the room and back)" Or how about this one, "I want to stay it right here" (None of my kids know about the word KEEP, they all use "stay it" instead)
As for the rest of the week, I finally was able to check email around Thursday night (could finally tolerate the light of the monitor) and opened my inbox to discover that I had more emails in it than I did when I had a real job and left for vacation. It's tough being a stay at home mom (of course, being the Cheer Comissioner for the BVYA, the PTC President and the webpage designer/advertising person for your new almost ready to launch church helps! ) No rest for the weary... (that's an interesting phrase, now isn't it.. and one that I'm living this week!)
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