Category: Daily Life

Cathy has gone to get Tommy. He is being suspended for spitting on a teacher.

Amy is looking in a mirror saying “baby” and kissing the mirror with a big “muwah.”

Wood splitter returned. Discussed next piece of equipment to rent. $240 for 10 hours and I need an F150 to haul it.

I wish I could read German because according to Bogshares Barby is a hot commodity! [Barby on Blogshares]

Amy is jolly. She is talking up a storm. Spent several minutes repeating “Mama .. nite nite.” She feels good in my arms. She’s getting bigger. She is laughing and enjoying life!

I think Amy is up. She should have slept another 2 hours.

Things I can’t find:

– my house keys

– the bathroom caulk

– the two caulk guns

– my mind

– a job

– me

– the Haynes manual to fix the Jeep

– time

– most of my tools

– my sunglasses

– fingernail clippers (neither of the two)

I feel so disorganized. I had Tommy’s bus driver’s phone numbers written down and I never put them into an electronic form. Of course, that sticky note is long gone.

I returned from the carpool run to see the bus sitting in front on the house. Assuming that Tommy was not noticing it I ran through the house looking for him but couldn’t find him. He obviously was already on the bus.

A New Day!

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This Morning

This ridiculous Day Light Savings time has me getting up at 5:30 but the clock says its 6:30.

This morning will be rough. I expect the afternoon to be unproductive.

The things I should be doing at this exact moment: Getting trash to the curb. Putting the wood splitter into a returnable state (fuel cut off, splitter lowered and secured, full tank of gas). Moving the trailer. Working on Visio documents.

I need to finish the game.

Other things that have to happen today: Meeting about the Zoo event. I feel like I’ve failed the event by not taking an active role. I’ve done nothing. This event was supposed to continue to grow. We made it monumental one year. I saw this growing into a two tent event and even possibly scattered throughout the zoo one day. Now I see it dying.

I feel a thousand things have been left undone this weekend. I’m exhausted.

I’m weary mentally and physically. My wife has the doldrums and I can’t help her. I made decent progress on the wood but there is so much left to do. The time spent splitting could be so useful elsewhere. For all the pine, I’m considering just getting a chipper and making mulch. What’s sad is I still have another huge tree to fall. I should buy a splitter. I miss the days when you could gather 3-4 or more friends on a weekend and kill a major task.

I so wanted the yard or a portion of the yard preped for an Easter Egg hunt on Sunday. This week may have to be split 50/50 between yard and contract seeking. Well like 20 yard, 20 work, 30 childcare, 20 crisis management and 10 household and other misc.

There’s a steak and a beer calling my name in the fridge.

I must read through The Five Love Languages: How to Express Heartfelt Commitment to Your Mate (Tim‘s suggestion) faster. I’m really just irritating my wife left and right.

Continuing to split wood. Almost ready to focus on my own yard. Arms are getting rubbery.

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This Morning

Thanks to the wife for getting up before me and helping Amy and Tommy.

Arms are starting to feel the lifting but not really in a bad way.

I forgot about Day Light Savings this morning so I thought I was doing well on time to only realize I’ve lost an hour. I wish they’d do away with this Day Light Savings silliness. What Am I now? GMT -6. I was GMT -5 and set the clock ahead an hour so I guess that makes it GMT -4.

Does this really apply anymore?

I think I will start the day with breakfast, caulking the bathroom then wood splitting.

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This Day

Action packed!

Started the day off with cleaning the bathroom. Scrubbed the diaper pail (nasty) and the toilet (nastier).

Preped to go to Noah’s soccer game and backed our station wagon into the grandparents car that they’ve temporarily loaned us. I was so completely pissed off with myself that I yelled at everyone, cursed, drove angrily (albeit, it was fast my family was never in danger), yelled unjustly at Tommy, then stormed away from everyone for a 15 minute walk–what I really needed was a 2 hour hike in the mountains. I used to be so together. This was inexcusable! Accidents of this type should never occur and my loss of temper was intolerable also. The grandparents car was absolutely undamaged; not even a scratch. The station wagon has a small dent that I think I can pop out and a hairline crack in the tail light. I’m sure that if I had it professionally repaired it would be between $400-800 but we won’t do that. I still can’t figure out what caused the dent. It lines up with the plastic taillight of the other car.

Noah’s soccer game was one of the best he’s ever played. And he got to be goalie! His goal tending was good, his defense on the ball and his offensive aggressive for a change! I started the long uphill battle of trying to mend things with Cathy.

After soccer we buzzed off to the mall to get the cookie for the birthday girl that would be at the Girl Scout bowling. A quick run to the house for non-mud stained jeans for Cathy.

We spent the next 3 hours at the bowling alley with deafening music blaring. There were a total of 14 of us: Tommy, Noah, Amy, Cathy and myself, 4 sorority girls, and 6 girl scouts (one being Sarah). It was chaos and Amy disappeared on us once (that was scary). The noise and lights were enough to make a stable person go mad so I fully expected a melt down from Tommy. Instead he was together and well behaved. Everyone had a blast. Amy did a bunch of solitary dancing then some dancing with me as she tried to sleep on my shoulder. At one point they played a Who cover of “Behind Blue Eyes” but its obviously not The Who so I ask the 16 year old dj “I know this isn’t The Who. Who sings this?” He replies “Limp Bizkit” Then careful adds “It’s called ‘Behind Blue Eyes'” For a moment there I wanted to smack him on the head and say “Sonny, let me tell you sumtin about dis here song!” I’m certain that he heard the only word he heard out of the first part of my question “I know this isn’t The Who” was “who”.

After bowling the kids and I scrubbed the bathroom floor. Didn’t get around to caulking the sink but that’s not far off.

Next the kids and I split wood, lots of it! We filled the trailer with it and still have much piled, much more unsplit and all the wood in our yard. It will be a long day tomorrow. Each of the kids worked very hard. As I was trying to free the trailer from the hitch on the car (the weight of the wood fighting me), Sarah brough Amy outside and I didn’t need the distraction and thought it too dangerous and after I asked nicely that she take Amy back inside and she refused I got indignant and yelled but I really wasn’t in a position to have a nice little discussion about the situation. I still should not have handled it so poorly. So, after the healing from the morning I was back to having an irritated Cathy.

We took the kids to the grandparents for dinner and watched old Jimmy Stewart movies then returned home to get a fire going, blog and passout.

Despite the loss of temper and the new dent in the car it was a pretty good day.

The place I rented the wood splitter from was giving away free cokes and free dry roasted peanuts. So, I had a craving for more peanuts and invited the family on a date to the Texas Roadhouse where we could have steaks and, yes, more dry roasted peanuts. Except for the terribly long wait and the stoned waiters and waitresses, the evening was much fun.