Oh man, I am SO tired. Do you guys ever feel like there is far too little time and way to many things on your plate? Come on, I know I am not alone with this feeling. I don’t know if you noticed but the last few weeks, I have been pretty hit or miss on the blog. I have never felt so out of touch in blog land (at least for the last 3 years of my life). So I just wanted to chat today, since I physically and more truthfully mentally can’t think about creating some sort of tutorial.
It started with all of us getting the cold the never ended. Literally two weeks of sickness, sore throat, cough, achy… and it just wouldn’t stop, you’d have one day of a slight bit of relief followed by another week of symptoms just as bed as the first. Of course, at the time that we got sick, we had about 5 huge deadlines that could not be avoided (Murphy's law right?). We were so dang busy that we couldn’t really stop to rest, so I am sure that prolonged things.
To top off being sick for forever, last weekend my baby broke her collar bone. So sad! I come from a family of 7 kids none of whom have ever broken a bone, and of my 25 or so nieces and nephews, none have broken a bone either, so it was rather overwhelming.
We were visiting with family and she was happily running over to a child's chair to eat a cookie. she sat down but somehow slipped off landing on her shoulder and head, and there was a cry of agony that I had never heard before. And she did not stop, it was SO unlike her, I immediately knew something was wrong, way more than just a bump or bruise. Luckily an Insta-care was open and we were able to get her checked out right away.
She had indeed broken her collarbone! Poor thing and of course to make it even harder for her she can no longer suck her thumb, because that is that hand that is strapped down to her body. Long story short, this whole past week we’ve just stayed at home.
We can’t put Lydia in the car seat because of her broken collarbone and the car seat straps, or at least I won’t for a few weeks. And I definitely won’t send her to daycare even if she only goes once or twice a week because it is too scary for me to think about her being knocked over or dealing with stairs alone one handed. Even at home she has fallen down a few times just running down the hall and with an arm to catch herself she now has a big goose egg in the center of her forehead.
If I felt like a bad mother when she broke her collarbone in the first place… well then you can imagine how I feel having to try to keep her from running or jumping or climbing and no swinging and no car rides… After her 2 week checkup I will try to ease up a bit, but it is hard to to worry so much and hard to see when it bugs her or is hard for her.
Additionally for the last 2 weeks I have been organizing all of our accounts to prepare for taxes. With April 15th coming up fast I was getting worried about that deadline, and the breadth of this year’s taxes was a doozy. My husband quit his job, I had a small writing gig for another company, then we became fully self employed, we moved across the country, rented out our house and started a whole new project house. So we had a lot of paperwork to wade through.
And although this is not confession, I must confess that I was irritable and may or may not have had one of the biggest fights with my husband that we have ever had, and what was it over? Double clicking the mouse…uh yeah that is exactly the truth too. We’ve both been apologizing to each other for the last few days, but geez Louise, taxes are stressful. Luckily our accountant checked it out this afternoon and submitted them right before dinner.
I mailed my state taxes, because for some reason I couldn’t pay electronically. I dropped the letter in the stamped letter bin and it was like the heavens opened and angels sang. I could FINALLY be a human again and actually go home and clean my house, a house so messy and disgusting that if you saw it you might just scream and run for your life.
(make shift counter full of dishes, this is real life people)
And I don’t mean that I haven't dusted…. Heck I don’t dust anyway. I am talking about real life, like the entire sink full of dishes, counters stacked with dishes, no more cups, bowls or spoons in the cupboard, at least 6 loads of laundry in the single hamper in the bathroom, and that is before I go looking for the other hidden piles in bedrooms, dried crumbles of hot pink play dough and cereal and who knows what else all over the floor and every single container of toys dumped out in each of my girls bedrooms…
Anyway to celebrate filing, Justin and I decided to go on a spontaneous date. Luckily Grandma humored us! THANK YOU MOM! We got the girls in there jammies and went to see the movie the Host. I think it is the one single book I have reviewed on this blog ( I LOVE to read, I have to avoid it, cuz I do nothing else when I find a book to read, no sleeping, no moving, no thinking, just reading).
When I realized the movie was out I had to go see it. And while I am no movie critic, I REALLY liked the movie. While I was buying a gallon full of heart stopping buttery popcorn and a Coke slushie (we were celebrating here and I may or may not have smuggled in a few pumpkin cookies) one of the workers was telling her friends that she didn’t like it compared to the book, and I thought, ‘Oh bummer, I was so excited.”
Best pumpkin cookies ever, but I have a very similar recipe here, just add mini chocolate chips.
But after seeing it, I couldn’t disagree more. I really enjoyed how they edited and made a few changes. I even liked the way they portrayed the seeker’s story even more than the book. There was A LOT of kissing and it got a little old in that regard, but I love the story, I love the study of humanity that the plot line presents. I just really love the story. Go see it!! (or wait til it comes out on DVD, but I think it is at least worth seeing once)
In the mean time, forgive me for not posting about anything exciting. I have got to go clean my house.