I have a ton of things on my mind, some good, some bad. I think it is time to get it off.
First of all why is it that you brag about something great that happened there is always something else that happens to make you regret what you bragged about? Why does that happen? It happened twice this week.
1. I bragged on how much I loved my husband and then we spent last night not talking because I threw a pity party over him not liking what I cooked for dinner. I might have been a little too tired as well. I spent most of it (an hour and a half) sleeping on the couch acting like I didn't have a family to tend to. I don't know what was up with me yesterday, but the thought of being bi-polar seriously entered my mind.
2. I bragged on Facebook that I had such a successful spur of the moment, mommy is the best idea the other day. I took the boys to the park and ate dinner out. It was totally unplanned and a great time and then I spent the next day on the couch (see the remainder of #1 above).
Another thing, I am beside myself at the thought of having another boy. Seriously excited about it. Not so excited about the responses I get from some people. A family member actually cussed for about 2 minutes on the phone because I wasn't having a girl. Some people at work have actually said they don't envy me at all. Well, I guess that is their problem. Am I the least bit sorry that I'm not having a girl? Very slightly. Yes I would love to see a little blonde curly haired, blue eyed girl wearing the cutest dresses and sporting pig tails, but that isn't meant to be. Instead I am having and am completely excited about our 3rd baby boy. COMPLETELY! So, if you can't be excited with me then shut your mouth and go away. I feel blessed that God has chosen me with this honor.
There is so much going on at work and we have had some recent changes. I can't focus long enough to get where I need to be to take advantage of the opportunity. I hope I get my head in the game and fast. Good thing I have the weekend to think about it and figure out what I need to do.
We are going through a bed time funk again at home. We spent good money on bunk beds and new mattresses and the little turds want to sleep on the floor. WTH? And now that we have Wyatt not getting up every 2 seconds Waylon has started. Who knows how much actual sleep they got last night. When my alarm went off at 5 Dale went back there and they were both wide awake. Geez. I guess we just aren't wearing them out enough. I even put Waylon back in his crib the other night to ward off his desire to get up. It didn't work. He still got up a ton the next night. So, until he figures out how to unlock the door by himself we will leave the door locked. No worries, Wyatt knows how to unlock it and we have a key right on the outside of the door.
And people on power trips. My goodness. I have no tolerance for that right now. A security guard stopped me the other day in a parking lot, slowly walked over to my car shaking his head at this construction guy like I was the dumbest lady on the planet and says, "Miss (thank you for calling me miss) DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOU ARE GOING?" Um, yes douche bag, I do. Right up there to the Valet parking like they told me to do. Is there a problem? (Ok, I didn't say it like that and I might have had a smile on my face) "Well, I just wanted to make sure because the entrance is blocked by this construction." Well, there is a place I can pull in right there.
ICK! I need to get out of this funk! Maybe football tonight and a good long weekend will help! I sure hope so. I just hope the boys can behave themselves as we go to Springfield. Here's to hoping that my next post will brighten someones day and not be such a downer.
Have a good weekend you all!