I think I have reached it – the edge, I mean.
Last night Honey was preparing to go run. We have discussed this new means for exercise accountability – he will go run and I will do my indoor walking video while he is gone (we can’t both leave, right?). I couldn’t find my video last night.
I looked for it all around the entertainment center as I cleaned up the stack of books KB had pulled out(for the third time that day)and, for some reason, didn’t have to clean up. Not there. I looked in drawers, under the couch, in the kitchen, on the floor of the back porch. These places sounds random but they are typically where one might find a missing object in my home.
Honey left to run. I sat down on the couch and cried harder than I have cried in AGES.
“Over Leslie Sansone?” my husband later asked.
NO over the fact that I spend every day with children who at any moment could pick up any random thing and move it to a place of mystery. Mystery because all three of my children are basically unable to communicate with me. I am ready to purge every inch of my house just so there is less to lose.
Pity party over.
Thank you for coming.
Watch your step on the way out.
Bless you, my child. ~Mad
I’m sorry…I feel your pain and I only have Sam doing stuff like that. I can’t imagine 3 of them. At least we can stay home with our kids even if they drive us crazy sometime. Speaking of…Sam told me a month or so ago “Mom, you’re driving me crazy”. I asked him where he learned that phrase from and he said “You, Mommy”. Whoops!
OK those random letters weren’t suppose to be there. I promise I wasn’t cussing in another language (:
It’s not much better over here in the Truman Show…I feel for you, Becky!!! Maybe you need a little visit to CO – a few days in Denver, a few in Colorado Springs….
Girl….you should have called me….we could have hit Queeny Park together after your honey got home. I so sorry. I love you friend. Love the new blog look too!
Don’t we all have days like that? In fact, I just had to stop my son from going through the trash in my room. I pray today is better!
Sometimes it is those little things that finally push me over the edge to tears, too. I generally find that a good cry does wonders for me. I hope it worked for you, too. Love you.
A few weeks ago I had a breakdown like that when some juice spilled on the floor…and AC keeps on reminding me about it…every few days she’ll say, “Mama twying…juice.” Funny the little things that send us over the edge, huh? 🙂
What kind of shoes do ya work out in? 🙂 Mo