I have been working so hard at controlling my temper and letting things just slide off my back rather than getting worked up about it. I have been working hard at making this season about Christmas and finding activities (even if it’s just opening the door to the Advent calendar for another piece of chocolate) so the boys won’t be focused on what they will find under the tree. I have been working hard at getting my house a little more clean and a little more organized. I have been working SO HARD to become a little bit more like the old Sariah that everyone actually liked to be around (myself included).
This morning, I’m right back to square 1. Aiden didn’t finish his homework yesterday, so he had to do it this morning (and I had to check and make sure he had today’s homework done since neither Ches or I will be home at all today). Then I realized I didn’t get laundry done and Aiden doesn’t have any clean jeans to wear. Aiden also managed to leave his jacket on a bench at the playground at school, and it was quite cool this morning. (By the way, I don’t mean it was down to 90 degrees. It was a LOT colder than that this morning. It’s only 36 right now. So save your sarcastic comments for a day when I’m in a better mood, thank you very much.) I got confused and thought Ches was getting paid today. Well, he gets paid next week. So I spent some money yesterday and now I get to take back Harry Potter and a shirt I got just so we can have groceries. Don’t even ask how I’m going to pay the babysitter tonight. Maybe I can just not buy any food (even though we’re out of a lot of stuff we NEED) and use the Harry Potter money to pay the sitter. I’m so mad at myself.
I lost it this morning over and over again. Aiden took 45 minutes to do 20 math problems. That is NOT okay. He’s freaking highly gifted. Why can’t he just focus on the one task and get it done? Instead, he lines up his erasers and makes light sabre sounds. Argh. Parker asked for muffins for breakfast, so I took out the cheap muffin mix we have. I let them cook a little too long because I was brushing Aiden’s hair. Parker wouldn’t eat the muffins. Argh. Dallin asked for cereal for breakfast, and then he told me it was too soggy and he wanted muffins. Wasted a bowl of cereal because by the time I got over to check, the cereal really WAS soggy. Argh.
I’m starting to sound like — and feel like — Alexander who had the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. “I went to bed with gum in my mouth and when I woke up there was gum in my hair.”
I want to move to Australia.
Right after I hit “publish” on this post, I checked my email and found this. I laughed so hard. It just seems to fit with my mood today, and I wanted to share it with you:
Dr. Phil proclaimed, ‘The way to achieve inner peace is to finish all the things you have started and have never finished.’
So, I looked around my house to see all the things I started and hadn’t finished, and before leaving the house this morning, I finished off a bottle of White Zinfandel, a bottle of Bailey’s Irish Cream, a package of Oreos, the remainder of an old Prozac prescription, the rest of the cheesecake, some Doritos, and a box of chocolates. You have no idea how freaking good I feel right now.