Oh yes, we're still recovering from vacation, apparently. Plus, we're ramping up the anxiety of starting Kindergarten. Gah.
Lots of readers chimed in about understanding the feeling of not getting anything done. A reader named Marie then posted,
"Dad's on vacation this week. He commented this morning: "Oh my god, there's a (expletive) emergency every (expletive) 5 minutes!!". Welcome to my days honey! Great day considering we found our oldest (6 years old) with autism tearing apart the basement -- trying to find tools to turn off the hot water heater. Did I mention it took me 3 hours to fold laundry? Is it a full moon?"I'm still laughing about this one. Or maybe crying. Because it is so. damn. true. Not the part about the hot water heater. My kids have far too much anxiety to venture into our disgusting basement.
However, we really do seem to have an emergency every (expletive) five minutes. And I'd be hard pressed to believe that having my stress hormone levels shoot up and down every five minutes doesn't have at least something to do with my delightful new thyroid condition.
Yesterday was the kind of day where, when my husband finally came home at 8:30 at night (Wednesday is a suckfest that way), I felt like I had accomplished absolutely nothing. I needed to go to the Post Office, start school clothes shopping, and make a crapload of phone calls.
Instead, here is what I actually got done yesterday:
- I had showered and combed my hair.
- Everyone had their medications, at the appropriate dosages and times.
- I had navigated approximately 36 meltdowns and potential meltdowns without yelling at anyone.
- All four of our children are still alive.
|The box says it has whole grains and real|
cheese. That's two major food groups