Boy have I been in a cranky mood lately. I have been in a funk over a week. And honestly, I can't even begin to say why. I don't know. It's the kids, it's the weather, it's the fact that I've wiped the same counter over and over and over again every single day, it's the fact that I just cleaned the floor yesterday and now it's sticky again, it's the "but moooommmy"s after every single thing I say, it's the never ending dishes and laundry......
I need a vacation. WE need a vacation. March 11th can not get here soon enough. Two and a half more weeks.
Today I vowed to get myself out of this funk. To not be so short with my kids. The morning started off a little rough. I lay in my bed at 7:30 just barely awake when I hear Jake in his room banging on the wall. I don't know what it is...but neither one of my kids will get up without me telling them they can. They will both stay in their beds and yell at me (or bang on the wall) until I get up and tell them to get up. Isn't that weird? I don't think I've ever said "you're not allowed to get up". But they don't. And seriously, why is Jake pounding on the wall at 7:30 in the morning on Saturday, but I can't drag him out of bed at 7:15 on a school day?
So yeah...the banging on the wall did not start me off well this morning.
But this afternoon seems better.
Jake is outside playing with the neighbors.
Megan and I have been playing nicely together.
I bought some remnant fabric at WalMart this morning (why is WalMart the only 'fabric' store in my town??) so I could practice sewing a bit more. I made Meg a little blankie for her babies and then she and I sat in her room and played with all her dolls and her little kitchen set for about 2 hours. We had a good time. And now, thankfully, she's taking a little nap. And....I think I'm going to take one too.....