We're 6 days in and I'm feeling done. If I had the power to call the shots today, Cliff would be home and I'd be on a beach somewhere sipping a cosmo and reading a book ALONE. Yes, I miss my husband and I'd like him to be on the beach with me...eventually, but right now I'd kill for five minutes of alone time. Maybe I should lock myself in the bathroom? The thing is that they would eventually find me and get in. Or they'd call the cops and I'd get locked in a mental institution. Ohhh that could be a vacation in itself. Hmm ideas, ideas. I know what you're all thinking....Mandy just had a whole day of alone time on Friday when Maeli went to the CDC and the big kids went to school. Trust me people, it wasn't enough!!
Truthfully, other than today, things haven't been so bad. We've had such a busy week. Baseball, hanging with friends, more baseball. Today though, we have been home and doing housework. There have been many fights between the oldest 2. The baby fell down the stairs. It's snowing on May 1st which is depressing in itself. And it's noisy. So, so noisy! Kayla had her first full on "I WANT MY DADDY", meltdown. I got Cliff on the phone and she immediately turned off the tears and spoke in her very sweetest little girl voice like mommy was a liar and she hadn't been crying at all.
While talking to Cliff today, I realized that right now I have the raw end of this deal. He's in a hotel in New Jersey, sleeping in, watching cable, working out, eating out. He said he deserves it since he's about to go into combat. I then "explained" to him, that I am already in combat. Then as if to prove me right, the baby poked the dog in the eye and the dog bit her.
Yesterday, I had to put Kayla's new carseat together. I was thisclose to calling someone for backup, and then I decided to just bang the damn carseat on the ground until the headrest popped into its proper place. Take THAT, carseat! I guess I'll be done with my post now since the oven is beeping at me telling me it's time to feed the minions again....
