As you know, I am leaving on a girls' only trip this morning and what I may have not conveyed is how early we were leaving. We are leaving in approximately two hours. As I sit and type this the time is currently 1:00 am - you can do the math. Honestly I had planned to lay down at 8:30 or 9pm and sleep till around 2:15am. Clearly this is not the plan I had in mind!
My day started out early but not as early as it usually does. Scott had to work the O.S.U. game today and had to be there at 7am to do "sweeps". Since he had to be up so early he woke up the twins and made sure they were moving before he left. This translates into extra sleep for me but apparently he didn't want me to sleep too much because he turned the t.v. on for me - what the????? I crawled out of bed begrudgingly at 6:20am and Sarah (who can and will sleep till 10am if I let her) pops up out of her bed. This is how the conversation went:
"Good Morning Sarah!"
"Is TODAY the day I go to Grandma's?"
" Why yes Sarah and good morning to you too!"
"What time am I going to Grandma's house Mommy?"
"About eight o'clock this evening"
"What time is that?
"Eight o'clock"
"No Mommy, what time is that?"
"Eight oooooooo......Sarah, after dinner"
"Ok Mommy"
It was far too early in the morning to be having that conversation with her merely because she is three and has no concept of time. I admit it, I got sucked in. Anyway, I went downstairs and saw to it that the big girls made it to their bus stop - from the porch of course because we all know I am not allowed near it! It's okay for me to wear my yellow robe with mice all over it and my hair closely resembling medusa's and stand on the front porch and watch them but I can't go fully dressed, looking like a human being. Whatever! I am not bitter in the least....
I hopped in the shower and Sarah watched Noggin in the comfort of my bed. When I was done we went and woke up Olivia. Olivia is NOT a morning person. In fact, she hates mornings almost as much as I do. She gets up and has decided to wear a pretty little dress but there is one problem...it needs ironed! I loathe ironing but somehow I managed to bust out the ironing board (which is not an easy feat due to the fact that I keep it buried), the iron and get the pretty little dress ironed and on her. I did her hair, fed her and Sarah breakfast and then something happened - She had to pee! She goes in the bathroom and somehow managed to get a part of her dress in the toilet water. HOLY SHITZU! Are you kidding me? I just spent 20 minutes ironing that dress and you get it wet and want to change???? I don't think so sister! Like any good mother would do, I took the dress off of her and used the iron to dry it, sprayed that area with Febreze and put it right back on her. No harm, no foul!
Off to the bus stop where I am allowed to go at 8:10am. Three kids off at school - woohoo! I spent the morning preparing for my departure.
I spent my day doing this and that to get ready. Nothing too exciting there. Now I am just waiting...waiting....waiting for it to be time to load up and head out. I really did plan on going to bed early, getting up somewhat refreshed and heading to see Ole Hurricane Earl. Instead, I am sitting here blogging, drinking coffee and waiting to see how many gnats will die at the hands of my homemade gnat trap. DIE GNATS DIE!!!!!
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
p.s. I have tried really hard to get back on track this week so I promise next week I will get right back at it! Pray that we don't get swept off to sea with Earl!
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