What a Freaking Day!

If my mortgage company screws up one more time, I am going to get an attorney. I tried to call my assistance specialist three times since yesterday afternoon because I need to re-fax some documents to him. Guess what? He still has not called me back. I called tonight and got the run around, again. I did speak to someone that gave me a fax number. I will be calling first thing tomorrow morning to speak with Mr. assistance specialist.

I went to work today. However, I ended up coming home because Hubby couldn’t get out of bed to take the kids to school or take care of #4 all day. When I explained this to my boss I explained that yesterday’s PCE was a six hour appointment of someone telling him to do all the things his doctor has spent the last two months telling him not to do. Luckily, my employer has a very lenient attendance policy.

It was nice because after I took the kids to school, I sat in the recliner and watched a little TV with #4. Then, we both laid down for a nap. I slept for about an hour and then watched a little TV in peace and quiet.

Hubby slept until like 1:30 and then as soon as he got up, he was complaining. Seriously???

As much as I am dreading this Group Dynamics class, I am looking forward to going to school and work tomorrow. I love my children and my husband, but I do not want to be a SAHM. I could not handle it.

My mom was in town today to take my brothers to the dentist. I told her that #1 had a volleyball game. Do you think she could have shown up to the game? No, apparently she is too good for that. Seriously???

I guess if I am going to properly function tomorrow, I need to head to bed. Oh, but first I need to do laundry. Good night Dear Readers!

Can’t I just be someone else?

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As I type, I have the Ten Commandments in shortened form taped up around my house (#2 had a test on them today). Number ten is “You shall not covet.” Another thing to be guilty about….

I love my husband and children. I get reminded fairly often that I could have it worse. I am just tired of getting settled into things going well and then having something blow up. I woke up tired. I couldn’t even take a ten minute shower without hearing “mom” about 20 times (yes, that may be a little exaggerated, but not by many). #4 had a physical therapy appoint ment and a doctor appointment. She finished her antibiotics about 3 days ago and now she has croup (with 3 days of an oral steroid).

Things started going well. I exchanged my jeans for a smaller size (from an 18 in January to a 16, but almost small enough for a 14!!) Enjoyed a walk around the mall with #4 and a visit with an old friend. Then, the bank called. They want more proof of my self-employment income for the truck loan. I gave them all I have. We have had the truck for almost a week and now we might not even get to keep it. How embarassing would that be?

The older three kids had choir and went the Maundy Thursday service with my MIL.

Then, my instructor called. I was supposed to call and talk to a professional for a presentation I have to do. The guy was on vacation when I called so I left a message. Luckily I told him who’s class it was for because I did not leave my phone number. Wow, that was embarassing.

On a more positve note, our business seems to be picking up. We have gotten a few more calls and have a bigger job to do next week. I would have scheduled it for this week, but between #4’s appointments today and the older three getting out of school at 11:30 for Good Friday

This week has not been my favorite. On Tuesday, Husband decided that I needed to take the van to school instead of the truck. All well and good, but a) I was already late and b) the van was between his work truck and our new truck in a difficult position to back out of. He got pissed because I asked him to back it out for me. Seriously?? I had dinner made, the kids fed, kids’ homework done, and dishes (his chore) done for him when he got home (from a 3 hour shift, yes he only works 15 hours a week). He knew I was mad. By the time I got home, he had done 3 loads of laundry (my chore).

I know this had a little bit of everything in it tonight. I am sorry for the rambling, but sometimes I just need to type what is on my mind.

TGIF…I think

Today is Friday. To most moms, that means a possibility that they will get at least one day to sleep in. Not at my house. If I don’t make #2 sleep in my room, he will wake up with the sun and wake up #1 & #3. In turn, I get woken up because the waking of #1 & #3 usually consists of someone screaming. To me, Friday also means two days of trying to keep my kids busy, without spending money.

Who cares if it is Friday? I couldn’t tell you the last time my husband and I had a real date. You see, he doesn’t trust anyone to be in our house to babysit and that leaves MIL & FIL. They hardly ever take them all at once. Even for major things like our birthdays and anniversay. This is because they never had a babysitter, we shouldn’t need one. Seriously?!? My marriage isn’t perfect and sometimes I jsut need to work on it! I guess it doesn’t really matter, I wouldn’t have the money to go out even if she did take them. I don’t know how, but when I finish losing this weight, I will be going out. Dressing up, dinner, drinks, my husband, and some friends (not that we really have any, but that is a whole different post…)!

I should be doing homework. Instead, I am waiting for my husband to get out of bed so that we can go to a couple of garage sales before we have to re-enroll our children for school next year. Oh, and I need to write our paychecks and do the personal checkbook. Should also do the laundry that is piling up because my energy and motivation seem to have taken a vacation without me. I really wish they would quit that!!