My life has been chaotic lately. I just got hired at the YMCA, which is great. My other part-time job has been sending me lots of work to do from home, which is also great. I did my first craft show on Sunday. And the social calendar hasn’t been slow either. All of these things are wonderful, but when it happens all in one week, it’s a mite stressful. Prior to all this, things were pretty laid back. I had a good 3.5 weeks go by where I didn’t get any work from my at-home job, so I was able to take the kids outside to play, do the housework at a relaxed pace, and even do some fun projects for Emily’s upcoming birthday party. I did spend some of this time preparing for my craft show as well, but I guess I should have spent a bit more of that time on it. The week I got hired at the Y, my other job decided they had lot of things I could help out with. First it was just one project. Then they threw in some things that needed to be done right away, so first project got postponed. Then another project, postponing the first yet again. Then a deadline from first project, then another new one. It got overwhelming fast. I usually only fit 2-3 hours of work into my day, while the boys are napping, so there’s only so much I can get done in that time. Thankfully one of the projects got passed on to someone else, lightening both the load and the confusion in my priorities. On top of that, I had two meetings and a training session at the Y, which added up to another 5 hours of work. So, I fell behind on all the housework, and I had a craft show coming up which I wasn’t ready for. Friday I had a friend over for a few hours, which was a welcome break. But after she left, I had several emails from work asking if I could get something done for Monday. After an exhausting week, I not only still had to get ready for the craft show, I also had to find time to work. AND, Friday was my daughter’s birthday so we took her out to dinner and Build-a-Bear workshop (where she made a T-Rex, dressed in a shiny gold top and embroidered jeans!). I spent my entire day Saturday both catching up on housework and working on my craft show display and sale items. Got about 5 hrs. of sleep Saturday night and then worked at the craft show from 9am to 6:30pm (including set-up and take-down). Turns out I didn’t need to spend so much time making greeting cards as I didn’t sell a single one. Oh well, I guess now I have a stash for when I need to send a card. I did think ahead and bring my work with me, so when it was slow I got some of my work done and then only had about another hour’s worth to finish after I got home and got the kids to bed. Today, I was so zonked, I overslept. Of course the kids decided to sleep in today. Normally they wake up around 7:30-8:00. Today, I woke up before them at 8:50 and needed to be at Emily’s dr. appointment at 10:00. I had less than an hour to get myself and three kids out the door. I went into crazy mode and managed to get us out the door at 9:55, making us only 7 minutes late for our appointment, after some rather speedy driving. After the dr. appointment, post office, Walgreens, and the bank, I had work waiting for me for this afternoon and multiple emails from the Y. I worked about 2.5 hrs today, which was more than enough for me. The emails from the Y added to next week’s insanity. Thursday Sept. 4th has become a popular day. I have my regularly scheduled GBAMOM meeting, which I will have to miss and I’m so sad because it’s the open house. We have a parents’ meeting for Emily’s preschool. I have a staff meeting at the Y, which I will have to miss because that is also new swim instructor training night from 6-10pm! Soooo, Brian will have to go to the parents’ meeting, I have to go to swim training and we need a sitter for the kids on a week night at the beginning of the school year. Yeah. Like that’s gonna work. So, I pretty much spent the afternoon stressing out about that. I am very much looking forward to tomorrow. Tomorrow I don’t have to go anywhere. Well, except maybe to make my CVS run after the kids go to bed (wanted to do that tonight, but other things got in the way!). It never ends! I’m really starting to wonder how I’m going to survive our new schedule coming in a couple weeks, when I have to take Emily to preschool 3x/week and swim lessons 1x, work at the Y 2x/week, and still find time to work from home and keep up with the house. It’s going to be a challenge. I just hope I’m up to it!!
Monthly Archives: August 2008
A few nights ago, I ran out to the store at the kids’ bedtime. Brian put the boys to bed and let Emily fall asleep on the couch. After I got back and we’d both had our fill of facebook for the night, Brian carried Emily off to bed and I went into the living room to make sure things were turned off and also close the patio door which had been left open to cool off the house. I shut the door, turned around and saw a shadow swoop over my head. I immediately screamed and yelled, “I think there’s a bat in here!” This, of course, woke Emily as she was being carried to bed and Brian yelled back at me for scaring her. Well, it scared me! The bat then proceeded to fly back and forth across the living room, diving at my head. I’m ducking, screeching, waiting to be rescued… finally Brian gets back to the living room and turns a light on for me. I ran out of the living room once I could see my attacker. Brian went to the garage to muster up the best bat catching system he could find… a tennis racket and an umbrella. I have to admit, it was pretty darn funny watching him try to swing at that bat. It was flying wildly across the room, always just out of Brian’s reach, putting its sonar to good use. I stepped back in the room for a moment and of course it dove at my head again. That thing liked me! After that it decided it was safer perched up by the windows on the tall side of the room (we have a peaked roof in there). Now Brian needed something to throw at the bat to make it fly again so he could try hitting it some more. He didn’t want to risk breaking anything, so the item of choice ended up being a balled up diaper. So, now he’s throwing a diaper at the bat to make it move, then still not being able to hit it when it would fly around. I decided to go down the hall and shut all the bedroom doors in case our little friend decided to do some exploring. As I made my way back toward the battle, I heard the bat squeak. Brian had succeeded in stunning his foe. The bat had decided to fly into the computer room where there is a lower ceiling, so when it flew back out, Brian was able to smack it with the racket, scoop it up and take it out to the deck where it promptly flew away. My hero! I have no idea how or why that bat got in. The screen on our patio door is pretty beat up though, so I guess it could have squeezed through on one side. It was pretty tiny. Didn’t seem tiny when it was diving at my head in the dark though! I hope it doesn’t visit again.
Went out to CVS tonight to play the drugstore game again. I had two transactions planned out, but unfortunately two of the items I planned to purchase were out of stock. Still, I managed to put together a great deal, spending much less than I originally planned. Here’s what I got…
Schick Quattro razor for my hubby, Crest toothpaste, 2 bags of Smarties for Em’s bday party
Total: $11.74, -$2 off $10 coupon, -$1 candy coupon (that rang up at $2 off somehow!), -$7 ECB’s earned on my last trip, equals $0.84 paid in spare change.
Plus I earned $6 ECB’s for next time! I love this game!!
If you haven’t heard of this, you are missing out my friends. At my last GBAMOM meeting, I learned all about how to play the drugstore game. I tried it out this week and I am officially hooked! If you want to learn more about it, check out my links for GBsavers and MoneySavingMom. I got a ton of stuff at CVS this week for very little $$ out of pocket. Just an example, in one trip I bought $11 worth of candy for $1.28 and got $5 to spend on my next trip. I also got started clipping coupons, which I haven’t done since helping my mom clip them when I was a kid. Boy, have I been missing out! On my first trip to the grocery store using coupons, I saved 12%. My best deal was getting three boxes of GM cereal for under $3 by doubling up a store coupon and a manufacturer coupon. Why haven’t I been doing this all along? I’m actually excited that tomorrow is Sunday. I can’t wait to go pick up my newspapers and see what kind of deals I can get!!!
Sam has had a bit of a vocabulary explosion recently. Initially I thought Josh would be the big talker, since he started a bit sooner and said more words in the beginning. But now Sam is the one spitting out new words almost daily. He has begun pointing to things and naming them as well as repeating words when I read to him. He really loves his books right now as well. Every night, Brian or I will read the boys a story before bed and Sam will not go to sleep unless I give him a book in his bed. He brings books to me periodically throughout the day, asking me to read them over and over. He is never satisfied when a book is finished. He always wants “mo” and often wants me to read the same book twice. I initially labeled Sam as the strong, silent type, but it looks like I got it wrong. We’ll see where he goes from here.
No, I’m not secretly depressed. My closet just makes me sad. It is in a sorry state. I hate going in there. I have too many things in there that just don’t fit anymore. Every day, I look at my clothes and think, “I have nothing to wear”. I know everyone does this, simply from getting tired of their current wardrobe. The thing is, I have a lot of things in my closet that I love and miss being able to wear. Foolishly, I occasionally try things on, to see if “maybe it fits better now?” since maybe my tummy is a bit flatter than the last time I tried them on? Who am I kidding? Having twins has completely changed the shape of my midsection, and eventually I’ll have to come to terms with that. Weight is not an issue. I’m only holding on to 3 extra pounds that I didn’t have before kids. I’ve always been thin. The problem is, my waist is now bigger than my hips. Try finding anything to fit that silhouette! I’ve never had hips. So many people told me, “when you have kids your hips will spread!”. Boy, were they wrong. The hips are still non-existent, but my waistline has expanded greatly. I have a bit of a tummy left behind from carrying those boys to 38.5 weeks. So, many of my shirts are too tight in the tummy, and I refuse to wear anything that highlights the pooch. Then there are stranger problems. Like, did my shoulders somehow get wider? Because I don’t remember my sleeve seams touching my collar bones before! And I know I haven’t gotten any taller, yet somehow many of my shirts are too short. But, maybe that’s because I am forced to wear only low-rise pants and now need longer shirts to cover my stretch marks. A closet full of clothes, and not a piece to wear. This really hit me hard about a week ago, when I had a job interview. I have at least 8 or 10 pairs of nice pants. I tried on all of them and couldn’t fit into a single one. I had to run out shopping the night before my interview to find a half-way decent fitting pair of khakis. Thankfully I found a pair at Target that conformed to my difficult figure. So, at least now I have ONE pair of nice pants that fit. I know what you’re thinking. Why don’t I get rid of all those clothes that don’t fit, so they don’t bother me every frigging day? Well, like I said, I really like a lot of them! I keep hoping in the back of my mind that someday they will fit again, when I know darn well they won’t. So, how do I convince myself to just take a massive haul to a resale shop, and maybe get some money to spend on new clothes? Because I can’t seem to bring myself to do it. It’s like admitting defeat to something I have no control over. How do I come to terms with the fact that I have a different body than I did before, and I can’t dress it the same way? Don’t get me wrong. I know that I don’t look bad, especially having carried twins full term. I just look bad in my old clothes. And I really miss some of them. A lot.
The boys did the cutest thing the other day. I was in the kitchen, getting things ready for breakfast. I opened the gate, where Josh was waiting, and told him it was time for breakfast. Instead of running into the kitchen, as expected, Josh ran to the living room doorway yelling “Ea, ea, ea!!”, waving his arm motioning his siblings to the kitchen. I was instantly amazed and laughing at how cute this was, when Sam jumped in. He came running out of the living room, following Josh back toward the kitchen, when he stopped, turned back toward the living room and yelled, “Eeemmmyyy!! Ea!!!” At this point I was cracking up. That was definitely the most direct communication I have seen between the kids so far. I can’t believe how fast my little boys are growing up.