I did not delete any items from this post because I thought they were just boring.
I did not drop off my kids at school every day last week (except one) after just crawling out of bed. I did not pick them up 2 of the days in the exact same condition. YUCK!
I did not stay up until 2 am 3 out of the 4 nights my husband was in the Dominican Republic. I do not have a problem stopping a task before its finished and going to bed when sensible people do! Not me!
I did not spend 12+ hours one day cutting out scrapbooking paper and tape to get them ready to go onto tins for my organizing project. I did not thoroughly enjoy this time to be creative and productive. I did not skip any meals while absorbed into my project.
I did not stress out about the new checking account I opened and the responsibility that comes with it (that I have skated out of for the past umpteen years because my husband manages our finances). I can not believe how freaked out I was when I couldn’t immediately find my checkbook! I have not missed this!
I do not bribe my children to help with chores by allowing them to earn time to play XBOX. It isn’t working out perfectly so far. I do not have all the help I could ever want…well, almost! I also do not love the peace and quiet that falls over our home when they are playing together. I have not noticed that it’s the one time all day they are not fighting. I am not at a loss as to how to make them get along better.
I did not allow my kids to make dinner for me just because I didn’t feel well and was cold. They did not make grilled cheese and tomato soup all by themselves. I did not get the best sandwich since they couldn’t find the cheese slices and started slicing the cheddar cheese. No matter what they might tell you, I certainly did not eat 2 sandwiches. I certainly did not keep the fact from them that my sandwiches were better than theirs (made with generic brand American cheese). I certainly offered them each a bite.
They did not leave a mess in the kitchen either!
I did not lose Alayna at Busch Gardens for a couple minutes. She was not scared senseless. I did not feel like the worst mom alive.
When we arrived at Busch Gardens (the 9th car in line to get in!!), I did not argue with a man that works there over what time the park opens. I did not tell him, "I was just here last week!" to prove I just knew he was wrong. I should not have to apologize for being rude.
Well, that’s all the trashy dirt on me this week. I do not hope there are some more interesting things that happen to me next week! What are you not up to?