A Week in My Life is an experimental series I’m working on this week based loosely on the popular “A Day in the Life” photo diaries in which I plan to chronicle what I’m doing throughout the day, all week, with six kids in tow, flying solo while my husband’s away at school. I hope you’ll decide to drop in every-so-often during the day to see what I’m up to, and commiserate with me while I manhandle it all by myself!
Psst.. send coffee and chocolate – STAT!)
Wednesday, April 28th 2010
6:25am – Good God, why on Earth does this alarm mock me so? It hates me. I hate it. It’s a mutual hate thing.
6:35am – Cinnamon Toast begun. Coffee is made but no time to snag it at the moment, it’s slathering bread with cinnamon-goodness time.
7:20am – Whoa, man. I got carried away with the cinnamon toast-making, almost made us late.
8:00am – I’m home. I need coffee. I need to straighten up after our morning, Ami the Magnificent is to arrive in an hour. If I were more awake, I’d jump for joy. But, since I’m not, I’ll just woo. Woo!
8:50am – Diapers changed, kids (almost) dressed, beds made, living room semi-straight, dishes to sink. C’mon Ami!
9:30am – I think I shocked her. I don’t think she believed how small my house was. People have to witness it for themselves, they think “five-bedroom” and they think HUGE. Only, our house was a three-bedroom converted to a five. You do the math = small
10:15am – Get get crackin’ in the “extra” room downstairs, purging, after we game plan a course of action in the house. Purge, organize, separate, bag it up.
11:10am – We finish, and she writes me up my “homework” for next week 🙂 Going to feed the kids and take ’em out to a few furniture stores in hopes of finding a desk and some organizational pieces. We have a lot of work ahead of us for these rooms. Her plan is to come save me help clean on Tuesdays.
11:30am – She leaves and I inhale coffee and boob up Baby Dude. I knock him out for a nap before lunch. Oops.
12:00pm – I scarf up a bowl of cereal like it’s going out of style (should’ve eaten before she came). Meanwhile, lunch is almost ready and I’m on borrowed time to hit the stores before I get the kids. Crap.
12:30pm – Get the kids loaded into the car, and load up the car with 4 big boxes of donate stuff (finally). Pack snacks, drinks, load up on more coffee and we’re out.
1:15pm – First furniture store shows promise, however, they don’t have many desks. Fell in love with a bedroom set, though. Will return with hubby to show him.
1:20pm – Enter the parking lot of the place I’m donating, luckily it’s right next door. After helping a lady with her child, I begin to unload my car. Wow, those boxes aren’t light.
1:45pm – Arrive at the second furniture place. OHMYGOD, so much more expensive than the first. But goooorgeous stuff. I want to live here. The saleslady is nice, understands my plight, gives me the names of a few places to look.
2:15pm – Swing back by the house quickly to pee, refill my water, and check online for a quick sec. This day has been so jam packed, and in a few I have to leave the get the kids. Yowza!
3:05pm – Stop the presses, I’m the first in line to get the kids at the elementary school. Holy crap. That never happens.
3:12pm – Kids get in the car, dumbfounded. “Can you do this every day?” lol
3:25pm – Kids are all picked up. I was so early, I beat my teenager to the parking lot, I actually had to park as opposed to pulling up. Wow! Do I hear harps? Violins? Angels singing?
3:50pm – I should not have tempted fate. I ventured to Hellmart with the kids (yes, ALLSIXKIDS) and um, that was a mistake. Baby Sis hasn’t napped, and is unleashing her fury upon the princess department, conveniently located near the furniture department. Someone send help. And by help I mean, an employee with a dolly. Stat.
4:15pm – So tempted to get on the intercom and say “Code Vodka to the furniture section, please.”
4:30pm – Someone tell me why I just did that, taking all my kids to visit Walmart? Oh yeah, because I’m a dumbass who really wants to get her house organized with her hubby away forgetting I have six kids that like to drive me mental in public (mostly). Shame on me. {Smacks forehead} Buuuut, I got a desk and a matching bookcase by Better Homes and Gardens that look pretty awesome. Spare room redo shall begin!
5:00pm – … will have to wait. Baby Sis fell asleep in the car, and the furniture is @#(*&@#$ heavy without a Walmart guy lifting it for you #thethingsyoulearn
5:30pm – Starting spaghetti, Italian biscuits, veggies made of awesome. I iz so hungie.
6:10pm – Oh dear lord, is it done yet? It. Smells. So. Good.
6:30pm – Dinner with my kidlets, and I’m hearing gripes about the italian vegetables and Super M is whining about the “sauce” on the “sketti” yet it’s tomato, same as pizza sauce. What gives? {snarls}
7:00pm – Kids help me begin the desk build. We skip our evening walk to try to tackle this. Directions say “two hours” so, that gives them enough time to bathe before bed at 9:30pm, too.
7:20pm – Oldest son wants to screw. every. screw. in. himself. This is going to be longer than two hours.
7:40pm – Way longer than two hours. There’s crown molding to install on this. And 3 drawers with 2 cabinets. Oh crap.
9:00pm – I send the kids upstairs to bathe after a comedic conversation with my husband. We’re maybe halfway done. Two hours my ASS.
9:45pm – Oldest son goes to bed, grateful to have been able to help me. He is such a sweetheart, wanting to be mommy’s biggest helper. Am contemplating waiting to build the bookshelf until he gets home.
11:00pm – Holy crap, why am I not done yet? What the @#*(&@#$?
12:00am – And still going….
1:00am – And still going…
(See the rest on Day 5, to see how it turned out…)
Here’s the link recap from previous days:
Day 1 – Sunday
Day 2 – Monday
Day 3 – Tuesday
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