Mommy's Log, March 2nd & 3rd

Tuesday, March 2nd
I woke up tired since I had stayed up sewing my fingers to the bone for Sweetie Pie's Dr. Seuss costume, and had to have all three of my angels up, dressed and not smelly and AT Sweetie Pie's school by 8:15 am for the "Muffins for Moms" event. Normally she goes later in the day, so 8:15 sucks.

At 9 I head back to the house, load up all the donations and cover half with a sheet so Little Man won't scream that I'm donating the 8 sizes too small shoes that he "loves" even though they haven't fit since before Britney was psycho. Then I drive to get my sister because creepy thrift stores scare me, then I donate my stuff and instruct the elderly gentleman working the donation bay how to spell 'easel' and 'printer'. Creepy.

Around 10 we get to the glasses store so I can pick out my glasses that I've been carrying around the prescription for since January. The saleswoman agrees that I can't pull off grown up glasses and starts handing me Spongebob adorned frames and some with Wiggles lyrics on the sides. I love me some Wiggles, but wearing them on my face isn't really what I had in mind. After trying on every pair but the Spiderman version I settled on some saucy six year old's dream glasses.



I came home, fed the kids, started cleaning up, etc when Boo and Little Man come flying out of their rooms screaming. Apparently Boo has electrocuted herself and blew the fuse to shut off Little Man's tv. They were both screaming so loudly it took a few minutes to figure out who was actually hurt. Boo was shaken up but okay, so I put them back down for a nap.

I was so worn out that I made sandwiches for dinner and went to bed halfway early.

Wednesday, March 3rd
(Our 7th anniversary)
Mr. Wright had to be at work at 6, so I got up when he did at 5am. I've been so excited to paint my laundry room, so I figured I could get a bunch knocked out before the kids got up. It actually kinda worked out because I was so tired that I would start daydreaming and continue to paint without realizing I was still painting. Score!

The kids got up around 7:30 so I went about my usual routine of breakfast and e-mail. Of course my internet was down so I starting doing my 5 point routine to resuscitate my connection. Nothing worked. After running Sweetie Pie to school I call tech support so I can pick up a new modem.

Mr. Wright got off work at 11, so we decided to go to lunch instead of dinner out. We ran to the internet company, stopped by his work, hit Lowes and then had a quick lunch. Uh, because that's what old married couples do on their anniversary :P

I came home and hooked up the new modem which is hard when your shaking so hard from internet withdrawal. I plug that sucker in and...... nothing. I could have cried. CHOOSING to not be on the internet, and being FORCED to not be on the internet are two VERY different things. Call #2 to tech support ended in "I don't know what's going on" and a referral for a manager to call me back.

I ended up taking a well deserved nap on the couch, microwaving some popcorn chicken for the kids, and ignoring any other wifely or motherly responsibilities. Mama ain't very happy without her e-mail. I get the phone call I've been waiting for and the manager just asks all the SAME questions over again even though I know they're on my account already.

FINALLY close to 7pm I get a call that everything should be up and running. And then my laptop officially stopped charging from the wall plug so I feel like I'm blogging this post while racing the clock like in Crank.



Whew! Long post!

Here's the Cliff Notes in case you just want to read this- yesterday sucked. Today sucked. But tomorrow is going to be WONDERFUL! Why? Because if I get off my butt right.this.second I could have a completely painted laundry room tomorrow. And then I could do laundry. And who doesn't love warm, clean, folded clothes!? I hope the maid shows up!