Hello people of blogland! I’m still here! It just happens that the month of August has been a busy one for me. All at once it seems that my life has been turned all cobblewonky. I got a job, my husband got thrown on a team at work, and then both kids went to school.
You know just when I thought I had it all together, I put my cat in the fridge and my dog ate a spatula.
Maybe I really don’t have it “all together”. As a matter of fact, maybe it’s quite the opposite. By looking at what was on the surface you’d think all the planets were aligning. After all, I’m earning some income for the first time in over a year, income that half is not going towards childcare. It’s part-time, which means theoretically I should be able to write as well.
Yet there I sat this afternoon. I was sitting on the floor in a small room surrounded by assorted sizes of pom poms, box upon box of fabric, and 1000 plus pieces of craft wood. I had to go through all of this stuff gathered and donated from years and years past trying to figure out just what I had to work with. After the foam stickers that did not stick debacle, I wondered how the heck I was ever going to do this? How was I going to find the time to get through all of this stuff, keep my act together, entertain droves of children each week, take care of my own children, maintain my house, AND blog? Let’s face it. I haven’t exactly written much of anything worth mentioning lately. The few little ideas that trickle their way out of my brain go down into print, but I can’t get the words right to convey what I want.
Add to that it’s been 100 degrees for days. I’m sure my brain has been sizzling right along with the proverbial eggs frying on the sidewalk. (Side note: I may have to try that this weekend, The Professor has asked every stinking day about it. “Mom can you REALLY fry an egg on the sidewalk???? I’d REALLY love to find out!!”).
It may be hot, but not too hot to poke fun at the weather:
I also have been falling asleep sitting up at my computer at the time of night when I should really be writing. It’s the perfect storm for nonproduction.
So what was that about the animals? Oh yes…
The dog has been pretty good, and we have had to leave him in the house during the day lest he melt into a puddle of pooch. Each day I have lectured him before I walked out of the house, giving him the standard “Don’t pee/poop/chew on anything or hold wild doggie parties” speech. I’ve stopped in once during the middle of the day just to be sure he didn’t eat the cat. No really, I have actually told my boss that I need to go make sure there was no cat snacking of any kind going on. So far, so good.
Although the cat was intact, I started finding chewed up pieces of black plastic. What the heck had he chewed up NOW? It’s not real smart you know. If I were to chew anything up while Evil Genius was gone I would at least dispose of the evidence. Regardless of what was left, I was really dumbfounded about what he had destroyed. Obviously nothing too important was missing.
Then I pulled out a spatula to cook dinner with and realized what he had done. He’d eaten one of my frickin spatulas. Not just ANY spatula-the cute little Pampered Chef one that I use for brownies. Noooo! Not my brownie spatula!
Must be time to go to get a new spatula:
After my minus one spatula food preparation experience, I went to put leftovers away. I put the containers in the refrigerator, closed the door, and proceeded to grab a bag to put my husband’s lunch for the next day. There was the kitten, sitting on the bottom shelf of the fridge, looking at me like I had rudely interrupted his fun.
Upon relaying this information to Evil Genius, we both came to the conclusion that we really need to watch that little thing a bit more closely.
Don’t think I don’t have theories about this. I bet he was probably trying to figure out if the light really DID turn out when the refrigerator closes as well as just trying to stay cool. And the dog? He probably needed to internally flip something that he had eaten previously. Makes sense to me!
Needless to say, I’d like to thank these two for helping me eek out a post that wasn’t a sobby essay about my daughter going to kindergarten. I’ll spare you all that for at least a few more days. Hopefully the mojo will return and I will be happily tapping away at my keyboard in no time…
I hope you have a fabulous Labor Day weekend. I’m not sure if there will be a wrap-up this week or not. As I stated last week, we’re making the switch to a new internet provider. If all goes well, I’ll be around as usual this next week. If not, well, it was nice knowing you!