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Jul 17
2008
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Back by Popular Demand....Posted by melanieleigh in taxi, Pikes Peak, expedition |
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Okay, okay okay! Here is another blog! I don't know what the big deal is...my life is like everyone elses. (isn't it?) I mean, doesn't everyone have stories that are just living life? I challenge you to blog one!
Well, it's been quite some time since I've blogged. There are several reasons for this. Main reason is time. I haven'thad time to to do anything outside of cooking, cleaning, laundry, bathing, paying bills, taxiing, t ball coaching, blastball coaching, having windows installed, a/c units installed, etc.
I have several thoughts today, so this is the reason for blogging today. I have decided to make time you have to deprive some area of life. For me today, I'm depriving housework. I HATE housework.
I have tried and tried to take control of this housework, and it is like climbing a mountain and getting to the top and then looking down at your beautiful valley (my precious boys's eyes), and then looking past their adorable faces to the mess they have accomplished while I was busy climbing. I am totally out of breath from cleaning and organizing...I am light headed from climbing that Housework Peak. This is exactly the way I felt as we rode the cog railroad to the top of Pikes Peak on our small vacation in June. Lightheaded, dizzy, out of breath, and looked over the gorgeous valley, and we were actually in the clouds! Amazing I thought, WOW...what a sight!....but, then I looked at how far down we had to ride to get back to the bottom. Yep, housework is similiar.
I tried another approach yesterday. I bribed the kids to play outside so I could have a few minutes of cleaning time to myself without them tagging along "helping". They keep coming in and out, in and out of the backdoor. My hubby said, "lock the back door, they will be fine. It's a privacy fence, swingset, etc." Sure, that worked. Two minutes after walking from the backyard, to the kitchen I hear a crash. The 3 year old, MY BABY, has thrown a brick through the back door window. Sigh. I didn't quite expect that. Good thing I keep a huge stock of gray tape on hand. I patched it up, and sent them to bed with a stern talk and look.
But, really, these things happen. I mean, I can't get too upset, right? I did drive my 2003 Ford Expedition into the tv room a few months ago myself. Oh you didn't hear about that? Well, it isn't a real big deal....now. It was kind of at the time I suppose. I was running around, taxi driving everyone around again...like most days in my life. Running full speed ahead trying to accomplish multi tasking. I was on my way to the doctor's office with the baby, (yeah, the brick throwing champion), I had just dropped off two kiddos at school....and I remembered that Gramps had to get to work in a few minutes and he was asleep on the couch when I had left. I thought, "hmm, hadn't heard him snore....oh, goodness...I better call and check on him and remind him he needs to get up for work." I called and called and called. No answer. I had ten minutes before the doctor's appointment so I turned my Expedition around, and headed home. I'm thinking (which happens sometimes at a too fast speed and I have to admit I have been known to dramatize things.... sometimes.) anyways, on the way home, I'm thinking, "Oh, gosh, I hope he didn't have a heart attack in his sleep and I'm not there, and he's on the living room couch...and he can't get to the phone....!" I race the expedition home, I drive up to my back door which is the tv room door....I jump out of the expedition and race in to the house.....OH NO!!!!! I forgot to put the Expedition in park....it's still rolling INTO THE TV ROOM! I jump back in to the Expedition and hit the brake with one leg and get the vehicle stopped....AFTER it crashes into the backdoor, huge window, and half of the wall. Oh, man, hubby isn't going to be so understanding this time. Yeah, I've done it before. This was the second time. Don't laugh, it isn't a funny matter. So, Gramps comes around the corner....says, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING???" I said, "WHY AREN'T YOU DEAD FROM A HEART ATTACK????"
I think my lesson to be learned here, is for me to slow down, and take TIME to enjoy life.


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