Monday is my Groundhog day. Each week it arrives and by the end I collapse in a heap knowing it will return. The only difference between myself and Bill Murray (apart from the fact that I think I am a slightly more attractive than him) is that I never seem to have any insight in to how I can improve my day.My Groundhog day consists of the following activities:
- get up (showering is optional at this point)
- get kids up
- drop Ailish off at school (cannot take her to her classroom due to the fact that I have not only skipped having a shower, I have also forgotten to brush my teeth)
- come home and put a DVD on for the boys and take a much needed shower
- wash and hang 3 loads of washing, bring clean clothes in and dump them in a big pile (not really sure why we have closets as I have a perfectly good couch that the kids can select their clothes from each day)
- clean toilets.......YUCK!!!!
- take note of the layer of dust around the house
- vacuum and wash floors
- try and restrict boys destruction to playroom, break up a few fights and leave bread crumbs out for them to graze on throughout the day
- do some grocery shopping (purchase a thousand things I don't need thanks to Saturday morning kids TV and the pestering power of Rowan & Callum)
- pick up Ailish from school
- take Ailish to swimming lessons (try to redirect the boys attention away from the many pools of water on the floor)
- cook dinner while strongly encouraging Ailish to complete her homework and piano practise, meanwhile the boys have broken free from the playroom and have set about destroying my clean house
- Ewan comes home and as he survey's the state of the house I am in his ear trying to convince him that I haven't been watching Oprah all day
- put kids to bed
- note that I should tidy up - but what's the point
- collapse
I am sure that my situation is not unique. We all must have our Groundhog days - a day that we just keep reliving. But interspersed amongst the mundaneness (i know it's not a word) of my Monday I get to experience moments that I wouldn't change for the world.
I am lucky that I have the opportunity to stay at home a few days a week. I secretly love the challenge of making a train track for the boys, and take it very personally when they destroy it within the hour. I love seeing Ailish's smile as she comes out of class and realises that I am here to pick her up from school. I love cleaning the dishes after I make a cake for after dinner that evening. I love snuggling up to Ewan to watch episodes of our favourite tv show (at the moment it is "how i met your mother").
Following on the same theme of Sarah Smylie's & Sarah LeDoux's blogsites, I have an amazing life. I have a husband who loves me, respects me and supports me; I have 3 healthy, cheeky, confident children; and an amazing extended family that I love and can rely on always.
Groundhog Day - 6 days and counting.
3 comments:
Being a mom is the BEST!! I totally understand the feeling of having the coolest train track destroyed in 3 seconds...
what is it? they can't play together yet they can't play alone. What can I do? Mick told Zac 'sucked in' today after Gus scratched the hell out of his face AFTER we had been telling Zac all morning NOT to tease or he will get hurt. Not a very mature parental response but I understood it becasue I wanted to tell him "I told you so"
a line from the movie "office space", as quoted by the perky yet annoying coworker, seems appropriate for what you're feeling "looks like someone has a case of the mondays" instead of thinking of it as grounhogs day think of it more as a weekly opportunity to call "do over!!"
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