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Showing posts with label funk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label funk. Show all posts

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Silly Saturday

...just a few things from today.

-7am oldest thinks she has to puke, she doesn't, we go back to bed
-took kids to choir practice
-had girlfriend over for a short chat
-got stood up by a customer
-customer called back, he wants to meet me in 7 minutes at the gas station
-bailed on friend to run to said customer to meet him on time
-said customer decided he couldn't pay me all the money he owed and paid only half
-I let him get away with it
-picked up my nephews
-dropped them off at home and went to get my book I forgot at choir practice
-got home and heard something next to me, I saw something move and freaked out, it was one of our cats, she had stowed away in the van
-ate a gingerbread cookie, first "meal of the day"
-got a call about our baby crib
-asked husband to get baby crib ready
-got upset
-cried
-husband hugged me
-husband solved the problem
-got out split pea soup of the freezer for dinner, thawed it
-ate 2nd meal of the day, yes another cookie
-called a bunch of customers who owed me money to make up for earlier
-lady came to pick up crib for a 15 year old mother
-split pea soup is actually refried beans, kids ate beans and chips for dinner
-close by customer came over to pay his bill
-took kids and nephews to church
-home again, home again, jiggity jig
(maybe I should feed myself proper food now)

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Bleh

Yup, just bleh. That's how I feel and have felt all day. Could be the rain, could be the fact that 2 of my kids are taking AS FREAKING LONG AS POSSIBLE to do their chores and school.

I made myself take a walk with the little two while the others had history with papa, but I still came home and was grumpy again. At 2:30pm my husband suggested that I have a drink...nice.

I am sitting here eating the evil animal crackers from Costco while dinner is actually made on the stove. What the heck??? I should be glad that I actually pulled off dinner...but I just want these kids to finish.

Hubby is at church and we're going out after so don't even think of feeling sorry for me. I'm just in a funk, I'll get over it.