The title of this post pretty much sums up my day. The honors are courtesy of Ty’smommy at The Seventh Level of Boredom. She has declared This D*mn House “One Lovely Blog,” passing on an honor she received and saying some awfully nice things about me and the blog in the bargain. THANKS!
I will, in turn, be putting up a badge and passing the honor along very soon.
Vicki over at NotSoSAHM sent some props my way – thanks! – and even posted pictures of the hotel room where her family is holed up for another week. (Photos courtesy of 2-year-old Ashlyn. I’d say she’s got a budding photographer on her hands!)
And the insanity? That was courtesy of the mother. I was just finishing my lunch when my cell phone started ringing. Odd, but not unheard of. I thought maybe it was one of my friends, perhaps PB. But no.
It was the mother. I barely got “hello” out.
“WHERE ARE YOU?!” she bellowed. The emotion in her voice was palpable. I was confused. “I’m at work. Where else would I be?” For a second, I thought maybe she had thought I was only working a half-day or something.
“Why are you at work? It’s Saturday!”
I almost didn’t have the heart to tell her that it was Friday. Once I did tell her, she asked me if I was sure. “Well, if it’s not, there’s a whole hell of a lot of people in the office today who are confused.”
I think the lack of sleep, the overwhelming amount of house activity, and all of the chaos of our little zoo is taking its toll.
6 comments:
Just tell me what wall you're going to beating your head against and I'll join you.
lmao, that's too funny.
Many, many years ago I used to work in a yarn factory. I worked from midnight till 8 am. Well, in order to make it through the night, I'd take a nap from about 9 pm - 11 pm. Then try to sleep after work, with a 2 year old(I was a single mom).
I cannot tell you how many times I would jump out of bed thinking I was already at work. I'd start tying off yarn in my sleep, then wake up and realize what a moron I was. lol
I hope your mom has a better Saturday tomorrow. :)
When you're retired, it does get hard to remember what day is what, there aren't any markers like oh, no it's Monday and tgif.
Debbie,
I always liked Dave Barry's comment about waking up suddenly and then it takes a minute or two to remember what species you are :-)
V -- Yeah. Moments with the mother can be that way sometimes, to be sure! :-)
Debbie -- Wow. I've never woken up thinking I was already at work. Funny! I kidded her about it all weekend. I think the real Saturday was much better for both of us.
KarenAnne -- I can see that happening. I even lose track sometimes when I'm on vacation or during a long weekend!
I once got up on a Saturday, showered, and got dressed for work. I was in my car before I realized my mistake. It happens :-)
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