I try not to be too complain-y on here because, really, who wants to read another person’s complaints? But sometimes it can’t be helped.
This weekend was challenging.
On Saturday, I got a ball kicked into my face at soccer. It wasn’t even my kid who did it. I saw stars and then had a bad headache for the weekend. Thankfully, I did not get a black eye, but am now traumatized about indoor soccer.
I was looking forward to the Super Bowl, but not for the same reason as everyone else. I was excited because no one was going to be home but me. I had it all planned out… dinner, a long hot shower, painting my nails or some other lazy self indulgent activity, reading and lights out by 9:00. Heavenly, right? I spent all day Sunday running around; shopping for a birthday gift, dropping Biggest off at a friends, dropping Littlest at a party, getting groceries in between, picking up Biggest and taking him to tennis. All the while with my eye on the prize… Super Bowl Sunday aloooone.
Then, it all started to fall apart. Biggest wanted to stay home and order Chinese and have alone time with me. OK… I guess if my son needs me, I can deal. Then Littlest wanted to stay home too. OK… how could I say no? Then, since the rest of us weren’t going, Tom decided to stay home too.
I suppose I can’t complain. There are worse things in life than spending an evening on the couch eating Chinese food with the 3 people I love the most, but yeah… so much for alone time. Maybe next year.
Then, I sent in paperwork for a $50 rebate one day too late.
Then, we had health worries.
Then, the piano tuner came to look at our piano. Apparently he tried it out and then covered his ears, shaking his head. It sounded that bad. Guess that’s what you get for a free piano.
Then, my anxiety went through the roof.
Then, it was another week.
So it is time to pick myself back up and try this again.
Today I am thankful for:
A good conversation on Saturday night
A reliable car that is safe and comfy and gets me anywhere I need to go
My children and my Love
My friends who make me laugh and understand my anxieties
Our super duper babysitter