I guess I'd rather be a bit stressed overall and still have the opportunity to do 995,000 things than be well rested, calm and sane and only do 4.
But this is what overload feels like. There isn't some stressful breaking point where you just lose your mind and tear out your hair and wear your pajamas to the office.
Its apathy. Melancholy. Blech. Whatever.
I should be overjoyed for the Hubster - he started his new job - his dream job - his work your arse off cuz you really want it job - yesterday. I'm so unbelievably proud of him and all he's done to be a good husband and father to his family.
I decided a dinner out to celebrate was called for.
But you know what? It wasn't fun. At all.
The kids were tired (it was a loooong weekend and on top of it Auntie fell for the "ifI'mreallyquietshewon'tknowI'mnotnapping" game) and they wouldn't eat and whined the entire time. And even though it was buy-one-get-one burger night and we had a gift card? We would have enjoyed it more some other time when it wasn't a Monday all day long.
Eh...but whatever. We're getting somewhere on the house but I've decided I'm not going to worry about it for a few days. (Sha...right...) I'm going to use some of my birthday gift money and book myself a massage and pedicure, and instead of writing up my Blissfully You column?
I'm going to bed.**
Here's a quick look at the before and after on our kitchen floor. Only about a bajillion times better!
Before:
You can see the ancient 1950s linoleum in the upper corner.
Over the top was the cheap vinyl floor we put in when we bought the house
nearly nine years ago. Little did we know we'd be in this house THIS long!
Beautirific ceramic tiles (that look like stone).
Mmmmmm....yummalicious tile. Makes me want to, like, COOK
or something. Ha..hahahahaha! Ha. *snort*
*156,000 points if you knew that was from a Far Side cartoon.
**I'm usually one to edit a post 57 times if I see even the smallest of problems with it. I actually wrote this Monday night to sound as if I were writing it Tuesday morning (when I'd scheduled it to post). However, I was so tired that when I wrote "I'm going to bed" as the somewhat-notreally-closing line, I thought it was perfect. {*snort*} In reality, I make it sound like I'm going back to bed on Tuesday morning, which I really wish I could do, but sadly, here I sit at my desk AGAIN. Whatever, I'm rambling...my point is that I'm leaving it because it SO clearly illustrates my overtiredness and "meh" attitude. Maybe I'll just post a picture of fuzzy bunnies tomorrow.
6 comments:
Colleen,
It looks awesome! No wonder you're tired. And dinner out with whiney, tired kids is NO TREAT AT ALL. We have so been there. In fact we were just there the other day and I said on the way home "I'm sorry, but this just isn't my idea of a good time anymore." I don't think anyone heard me because they were too busy WHINING!!!
Next time, get a babysitter and enjoy each other and the peace -- and the kids will be happier at home with the auntie babysitter and the kraft mac-n-cheese!
That's my kitchen tile! Did you steal it???? I'm going to check if mine is still there.
What a fantastic blog you have going here. I'm on board for sure!!
I love the before and after picture of your kitchen. Awesome!!
My hunny Prince and I are in the middle of a huge remodel. Takes a lot of martini's doesn't it?
Please drop by my blog for a visit when you have a moment or two to waste.
Take good care and........
Steady On
Reggie Girl
I hate those dinners you plan and then they don't work out. That's enough to make me want to go to bed.
Hey, guess what? My hubs started a new job yesterday, too. So happy for you and your family :) Also, I can relate to the complete and overwhelming feelings of having a million things to do. Thank God for sleep! :)
Your floor is gorgeous and I didn't get the Far Side reference but now I'm going to google Far Side so I can get a fix because I miss it!
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