trying times…

I know, I know! I post that and it looks like I might jump into all the on-goings in Wisconsin. NO!! I maybe ill but not dumb.

My idea of a trying time is this week, this house.

I have a head cold that probably makes a grizzly seem friendly. And with that my children are in the same boat…so imagine a grizzly and cubs that are ready to eat one another because we are so grumpy and frustrated that we can’t breathe. I own a pug and for the first time in 9 years – I actually looked at her smashed basically nose-less face and thought – Shite…I bet YOU can smell better than me right now….UGH!

So, we have been at more stand off’s this week than usual. But I am hopeful – today is friday. Due to the politics in my state, my eldest child has been home from school…and has been so much – fun extra work for me. Since I am ill, I am glad dad will be home with us this weekend, I am in need of extra hands! Especially for the Ultimate fighting battles taking place. For the record…I think that my kids may have a talent in this, forget the singing 5, we may be the battle 5.

We have battled over breakfast, lunch, clothes, socks, shoes (even though we are not going anywhere)…name calling…you name it…we have battled.

Is it just my house that when mom is sick no one notices? (granted my dear hubby is not home all day so what could he do? ) But my kids – they just start to circle like turkey vultures. They peck &  peck at me until I am feeling like a half dead skunk – and feel like I would be better off as a road kill then having to parent.

So, with all the hope and excitement of putting them into bed…and the prospect that it is friday – I am a little giddy. I tuck everyone in. Stop in my room for something and find….

MY room has been dismantled – they have tried clothes on, they have tossed shoes. (I already have an issue with shoes. I tend to go to the closet and can only find at least one shoe out of a pair of shoes (repeat for the other pair I had in mind)…then with at least one shoe from two different pairs, I  tell myself…okay which ever shoe I find first are the winners…it is all a game) This was all done to my room while my sick butt made a nice dinner.

So, you want trying times? TRY to sit on the floor, snotty, barely breathing and put back together your closet with one hand because the other is holding wine

remember this is snot a rant – not a “real deep rant”…just little stuff that drips from my brain…and today it is heavier than usual…(but still not deep)

About snotarant

i am a janitor, maid, haus frau, mother to a five pack, a listener, a hugger, a sigher, a happier, a wine lover, a foodie, a hunter, a gatherer, a cook, a wife, a mother, a triplet mom, pedicure lover, a hugger, a crier, and sometimes just me... AND beware. I write like I talk...a little - well un-correct.
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