I have a house full of boys. I hear them downstairs trying to stay awake. They are giggling like little girls. I have vowed to be the last one standing and so I have decided to blahg to pass the time. Let's see, what should I tell you tonight? I think I will do something different and tell you how I spent my day. I woke up early to clean the house so the boys could trash it. I then went to a soccer awards ceremony with a dozen boys and some dads and I ate pizza to pass the time while I tried to look impressed that for the 6th year in a row my son got a trophy just for showing up at the games. Today was my son's rescheduled birthday (I was too busy the month of his actual birthday) and we were having half a dozen boys over to spend the night so after leaving the soccer boys, I went shopping for goody bag toys for more boys. Then I came home and tried to keep these boys from trashing my house too badly until it was time to go to Chuck E Cheese (you guessed it, he's a boy). While there, I ate pizza again while waiting for the boys to be done being boys there. After that I went to the hot tub with the boys and watched them all swim a lap in the unheated swimming pool to test their courage. I fought it, tried to prevent it and then when I realized I was the only one in the hot tub who was not in the polar bear popsicle club I dove in the cold pool and swam a lap myself. I was short of breath and panicked by the end of it because that water was REALLY cold, but I hope that I have created a lasting memory for someone even as I try to erase it from my own. Then it was back to my house for more trashing of my house and oreo ice cream cake that I hate but ate a slice of anyway. So, it should come as no surprise that I hate my husband. He is a really big dumb boy. He got annoyed with me for getting annoyed with him for wrestling with the boys after I had declared it a no pillow fight zone in order to settle them down. He did not connect those dots that "since I want them to calm down and sleep, so I don't want them to wrestle and horse around with pillows" is the same thing as "since I want them to calm down and sleep I don't want them to wrestle and horse around with you". I guess he thought pillows were the stimulant I was trying to avoid. That would make sense, since we all know pillows are the leading cause of sleeplessness. Pillows are always present when we wake up, therefore it must be the pillows that keep us awake. DUMB! I would have liked to fight with him for being a big dumb boy but he was watching Saturday Night Live and it is hard to yell at someone who is laughing at something you don't want to let him see you laughing at too. I hate Saturday Night Live tonight too, there are too many boys on there. It is very strange to walk through a day like this. It is not uncommon for me to have a full 15 hour day with no time for myself, but when I do something so clearly not about me from start to finish I feel both empty and full at the same time. Most of the day I hovered above my self and watched myself speak softly and gently and patiently or joke around so that my "no" was not too bitchy. I also saw that I ate pizza and sweets and since I was hovering just above my head I had no chance to drop in and stop myself. I think I deserve a break for today, today never really happened for me. As long as I sent my body, I did not really have to be there today. I could just float around and marvel at what my body was calling a life these days. On days like today, just showing up and not losing it was all that was required of me and I did that. I showed up, I did not lose it (neither my cool nor my weight). I am waiting to collect my trophy.
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