My day?

Did I hear someone ask how my day was?  Well, let me tell you about my day.

Today I discovered a whole lotta ways not to create a successful art rendering of the image I’ve been carrying around in my head all weekend.  I’d mentally worked through all the details; colors, materials, size, etc……I had the time to work on it.  It just didn’t work out.  Not even close.  That’s okay.  Some days are like that.  I put the stuff aside thinking that I’d make a fresh attempt tomorrow.

On to the next project.  I now know three ways not to teach my daughter multiplication.  That’s okay.  Nobody yelled or cried.  Tomorrow is another day.

Then I decided to design and type up some labels and tags I needed for a project I’m working on.   Forty-five minutes or so later, I hit print and head to the laundry room.

Let’s tackle the laundry.  I carry a load out of the dryer to the guest room bed where laundry waits until I get a chance to fold it.  As I start to drop the freshly dried clothes, I notice that the muddy dog is sleeping in the middle of the clean clothes.  No problem.  We have enough clothes clean.  The laundry can wait for tomorrow.

I go check the printer.  Ten completely blank pages have printed.  Out of printer ink.  No problem.  I’ll go get an ink cartridge tomorrow and print then.

The phone rings.  I’ve forgotten that today is choir day and that my daughter should be at her friend’s house so they can leave and not be late.  Out the door on the run and I realize that I have no car.  My husband has the car. Somewhere else, as in – it’s not in the driveway. Carpool mom drives over and picks up my daughter.  They are going to be late. She really doesn’t like to be late.

Speaking of late.  Just as my husband pulls into the driveway (5 minutes after my daughter leaves for choir) I remember that my son gets off work in 20 minutes.  It takes 40 minutes to get there.  I jump in the car and head off to get him.  He works an extra 45 minutes.  I sit in the car and wait.

I forgot to thaw anything for dinner.

I feed my husband and kids something for dinner.  I’m not going to share what it was because I’m not proud of it, but they were happy and that’s what counts…right?

Husband is off to work and kids are settled and content.  They are basically hiding out in their room because I’m getting a little tense at this point.

Still keeping it somewhat together, I sit down to watch a movie on Netflix.  There are a tremendous number of really bad movies on Netflix.  I know this because I attempted to watch quite a few of them.

I decide to give it up for the day and just go to bed.  Except that I pulled off the only set of sheets I have for my bed and washed them this morning.  They were in the pile the dog slept on.  I guess I’ll do the laundry now.

All in all, not that bad a day.

Thank goodness for tomorrow ’cause I’ve got things to do.



6 thoughts on “My day?

  1. Okay, fine. Don’t forget Die Hard, Cliffhanger, and Executive Decision. I’m trying to think of a classier one that will make me look better, but not coming up with anything.


    1. Hmmm, I could lie and sound like and English/Art major intellectual, but honestly…I like adventure, crime, intrigue, spy, end-of-the-world movies or anything with James Purefoy in it. I’m not a big fan of movies that drag you into an emotional, Kleenex-grasping, sobbing mess. Daily life is emotional enough for me on a good day! I prefer to avoid reality in favor of pure escapist entertainment.


      1. Right. I got sick of US movies a while ago, and I’ve resorted to other cultures for my evening entertainment. I like the differences in how they approach daily life and the cultural shifts in story development. It keeps things fresh even when it’s the same old plot.

        I’m more of a humor and romance fan, but the Koreans have some skills in the adventure and crime genre as well, or so I understand from the reviews. If you don’t mind subtitles, check these out. Just don’t blame me when you become addicted. 🙂


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