I can't stop crying. I'm trying to clean but my drive to get it done is gone. I'm emotionally and mentally exhausted. All I have done in the last 2 hours is get together one bag of trash and start one load of laundry. I had wanted more than that done by now. And at least one room rug doctored.
I am super bummed. My hip has been bothering me since my run yesterday. I think I overdid it. I couldn't run more than 15 minutes today. I'm so bummed because I've been doing so good. I paid a visit to the old elliptical today.
I'm about to soak in a hot bath and enjoy a glass wine to some total chick music.
Post by daisyheadmaizie on Aug 13, 2013 20:15:16 GMT -5
Baking soda will help with the odor in the volleyball clothes.
We had DD's back to school night tonight. She found her chair and cubby, played on the playground, met her teacher, and explored her classroom. She is so excited to start school Thursday.
I am going to address the invites for DS' first birthday tonight and finalize his party plans. I may do a test run on the glove monsters I am making as favors too.
One kid starting kindergarten, one kid turning one. Where did my babies go?
Post by underwaterrhymes on Aug 13, 2013 20:16:57 GMT -5
socratic - I hope your back feels better soon! And I'm so sorry about the hatespeak. It makes me sad when people I love say things that are hateful or disgusting.
I haven't had a haircut in six months, since before K was born.
I have one scheduled for next Tuesday. I cannot wait.
Everything this! I am getting mine cut tomorrow!!
Are you shedding yet?
OMG, I'm going to have to be like, "I'm so sorry about the hair I left behind in the drain. Maybe you can make a hairpiece for someone who really wants frizzy wig with lots of split ends?"
Post by RoxMonster on Aug 13, 2013 20:25:04 GMT -5
Our Comcast bill jumped up $50 this month, and apparently they gave us a deal last year when we signed up, so this is what it really is. So I think we're going to be downgrading our package. We don't even watch half these channels.
Calling Comcast makes me want to poke my eyes out.
I can't stop crying. I'm trying to clean but my drive to get it done is gone. I'm emotionally and mentally exhausted. All I have done in the last 2 hours is get together one bag of trash and start one load of laundry. I had wanted more than that done by now. And at least one room rug doctored.
I'm sorry you are feeling drained...can you go to bed and deal with it tomorrow?
I wish I could. The bed is piled with clothes as is the crib and there are plastic garbage bags full of stbxhs clothes and clothes that LO has grown out of. There isn't anywhere for me to sleep without some amount of cleaning involved.
Post by birdistheword on Aug 13, 2013 20:39:00 GMT -5
We had intruder response training for all staff at school today. We listened to a 4-hour lecture on school shootings and then had to participate in live active shooter simulations. We had "intruders" with guns (not live ammo, but sure sounded like it) and we had to hide and barricade ourselves inside classrooms. It was intense to say the least.
H got a couple points back after his asshole-ness this morning. He brought me home B&J's Americone Dream, which I am currently devouring while watching the Phillies shit the bed again. I miss the 08 Phillies.
I have put in 20 hours of overtime since Saturday and I am exhausted.
We had intruder response training for all staff at school today. We listened to a 4-hour lecture on school shootings and then had to participate in live active shooter simulations. We had "intruders" with guns (not live ammo, but sure sounded like it) and we had to hide and barricade ourselves inside classrooms. It was intense to say the least.
I took part in on of these training sessions when I was in high school. They made us all up to demonstrate the different types of wounds that could happen and then sent us to different areas of the school an we were supposed to act like our wounds when the EMTs showed up.
Post by margotmacomber on Aug 13, 2013 20:51:36 GMT -5
I'm dropping DD off at princess camp tomorrow. Dropping her off. Leaving. Coming back later. This is a first for us. She's only been left with someone outside of family once. I know this is crazy but omg.
We have our first house guest coming on Friday. I'm so not ready. My house is not ready. My routine is not ready. ahhh nooo I don't fucking want to be a grown up!
We had intruder response training for all staff at school today. We listened to a 4-hour lecture on school shootings and then had to participate in live active shooter simulations. We had "intruders" with guns (not live ammo, but sure sounded like it) and we had to hide and barricade ourselves inside classrooms. It was intense to say the least.
That would be so hard. My school district doesn't do anything like this (yet). On the one hand, I know there are certain measures that can help to prepare, but on the other hand, I feel like if someone came in my room with a gun, I would just freeze and no amount of preparation would help, you know?