I have so much other stuff that I have to do right now, but instead I am blogging and my child is getting a lesson in patience. And I...am deep breathing--because simply breaking down and yelling at the top of my lungs out of frustration will only teach my toddler to do the same. So I will not yell....I will not yell....I will not yell....
What an eventful day. Sorta of. I worked most of it. I am generally avoiding a full 9 hour day with my little buddy because it is nearly impossible with a one-year-old; but the situation called for it so I did it. Luckily Ian had Haley for part of the day, so that eased some of the craziness for me. Luckily I am only going to have to juggle the two kiddos for two afternoons and an evening from here on out as there is a new chicka who will also be pitching in this summer. Met her today, she is fabulous. I approve, not that it matters. But it should be a good summer. Get to spend some time with my little buddy while getting a break from the daily grind of the "Stepford housewife" gig (I say that only in the most loving, charming, and joking way). So there is that.
After work today, I was heading home when I remembered I had a few errands I wanted to run, so I flipped a totally legal "U"-ey..(no seriously, it was), and headed to the library to pick up a book I wanted to read called the "Happiness Project". I am not sure about it other than I heard it was good. Not that I need a book to tell me how to get happy. I am probably one of the naturally happiest people alive that isn't medicated. I am so darn cheerful that a pee pure sunshine in the mornings. But seriously, I don't need a book to tell me how to be happy, but I've heard great things about it so I figured I would read it regardless. I just hope it is better than Eat Pray Love. That was overrated and kinda depressing.
Next I needed to pick up wraps for my hands. I lost them in the move and tried to kickbox without them. Now I have no knuckles to speak of. Just nasty scabs that make me look like a total badass but hurt like hell. Went to Wal-Mart in Bonner Springs. No dice. But the employee who was actually helpful told me that he was positive KCK Wal-Mart had them. UGH. I hate that Wal-Mart but needed the wraps for tomorrow so I went anyway. It is kinda outa my way as far as my route home, so I was unhappy about that. I was unhappy about the fact that I had to go to that stinking Wal-Mart, and I was unhappy about the fact that I was about to pee my pants. (But still smiling the whole time because I am a happy person...seriously).
So I am at the KCK Wal-Mart, heading straight to the bathroom with Haley in my arms when I realize, how am I going to pee with a 1-year-old in my arms? No time to think, I had to go ASAP. Then I remembered that the big stalls always have a strap in place for small children for that very purpose. Perfect. Except that right when I walk-in an employee blows past me and runs in there. She obviously didn't know that I needed that stall so I decided not to jump her, plus my knuckles hurt anyway. I thought about waiting but couldn't because I had to pee that bad. So then I decide to do something that I hope Haley doesn't remember. I held her while I peed. I had no other option. It was that or pee my pants. Literally. It was probably one of the strangest things I have ever done that I will actually admit to. I'm somewhat questioning if this is some type of child protection services violation. But at least I didn't do this:
What an eventful day. Sorta of. I worked most of it. I am generally avoiding a full 9 hour day with my little buddy because it is nearly impossible with a one-year-old; but the situation called for it so I did it. Luckily Ian had Haley for part of the day, so that eased some of the craziness for me. Luckily I am only going to have to juggle the two kiddos for two afternoons and an evening from here on out as there is a new chicka who will also be pitching in this summer. Met her today, she is fabulous. I approve, not that it matters. But it should be a good summer. Get to spend some time with my little buddy while getting a break from the daily grind of the "Stepford housewife" gig (I say that only in the most loving, charming, and joking way). So there is that.
After work today, I was heading home when I remembered I had a few errands I wanted to run, so I flipped a totally legal "U"-ey..(no seriously, it was), and headed to the library to pick up a book I wanted to read called the "Happiness Project". I am not sure about it other than I heard it was good. Not that I need a book to tell me how to get happy. I am probably one of the naturally happiest people alive that isn't medicated. I am so darn cheerful that a pee pure sunshine in the mornings. But seriously, I don't need a book to tell me how to be happy, but I've heard great things about it so I figured I would read it regardless. I just hope it is better than Eat Pray Love. That was overrated and kinda depressing.
Next I needed to pick up wraps for my hands. I lost them in the move and tried to kickbox without them. Now I have no knuckles to speak of. Just nasty scabs that make me look like a total badass but hurt like hell. Went to Wal-Mart in Bonner Springs. No dice. But the employee who was actually helpful told me that he was positive KCK Wal-Mart had them. UGH. I hate that Wal-Mart but needed the wraps for tomorrow so I went anyway. It is kinda outa my way as far as my route home, so I was unhappy about that. I was unhappy about the fact that I had to go to that stinking Wal-Mart, and I was unhappy about the fact that I was about to pee my pants. (But still smiling the whole time because I am a happy person...seriously).
So I am at the KCK Wal-Mart, heading straight to the bathroom with Haley in my arms when I realize, how am I going to pee with a 1-year-old in my arms? No time to think, I had to go ASAP. Then I remembered that the big stalls always have a strap in place for small children for that very purpose. Perfect. Except that right when I walk-in an employee blows past me and runs in there. She obviously didn't know that I needed that stall so I decided not to jump her, plus my knuckles hurt anyway. I thought about waiting but couldn't because I had to pee that bad. So then I decide to do something that I hope Haley doesn't remember. I held her while I peed. I had no other option. It was that or pee my pants. Literally. It was probably one of the strangest things I have ever done that I will actually admit to. I'm somewhat questioning if this is some type of child protection services violation. But at least I didn't do this:
Seriously.....gross.
Fast forward. I did find my wraps and new pair of gloves. Because you can't leave Wal-Mart without buying something you had no intentions of buying.
So there is my Tuesday in a nutshell.
Don't judge me. Thanks.
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