I haven’t been able to get a handle on life recently. I feel like I am running in 18 different directions and nothing is getting done…just a lot of stuff done half assed.
For example…my week.
On Monday, I went to work while the rest of the state seemed to take a snow day. After work, I ran to the gym. After that, I came home, showered and went to a doctor’s appointment (thank God my doctor is opened until 8:30). Then, I went to my parent’s to pick up HJ. However, I had a 7am scheduled appointment. Knowing there was no way to get HJ back to my parents and make my appointment all before 7am, we crashed at their house. I woke up Tuesday for my appointment, ran home to take care of the dog, and got to work. After work, I called the chiropractor because I hurt my back. There were able to fit me in 20 minutes from then, or the next week. So, I raced home to pick up HJ from my mom (school was cancelled AGAIN), and went to the chiropractor. Followed by the gym. Then the grocery store. We got home at 8pm.
Tonight is the first time I have sat on my couch since Saturday. And that’s just because I have a cold and feel yucky.
Part of it is that my gym only has daycare Monday thru Thursday, so if I want to work out, I have to do it those nights. On top of other life stuff. It makes me feel like week nights are hectic, and that I hardly see my little guy until Friday night.
I haven’t been able to attempt household chores. I have had clothes in the dryer for 3 days. HJ threw some toys around the living room a week ago, and I’m uncertain how long the bowl of grapes has been on the kitchen table.
I don’t get how people do it. How do people manage work, school, kids, house, working out, life, etc.? I feel like I have been running around in crazed panic mode for months and that the slightest upset could cause me to lose my marbles.
The icing on my whirlwind cake? Preschool registration is Friday. Apparently, it’s like black Friday around here. People go wait in the starting at 6am until the doors open at 7:30. It’s a first come first serve thing. My problem? I hate throwing out the single mom card. But what the heck? I have to bring HJ with me and be ready to go for the day. I don’t have a significant other at home that can get the kids ready, or switch spots with me while needing to get ready for work. I am dragging my 4-year-old with me to sit in the cold. For the shot at maybe getting in, but most likely not.
I had like 4 more paragraphs ranting and venting about preschool, but I deleted it. I am sure I will vent more, but for now, let’s just quote my feelings as “AHHHHHHHH”.