May or May-Not Monday: Where you can divulge the secrets of life's mishaps without feeling like a failure. So go on... own up. I may have...
I may or may not spent $30 on a pair of sunglasses at the beginning of summer because the little assured me he would always wear them. And that is what it would take for him to take protecting his eyes seriously. We live in big sky country with zero shade from the bright sun and cloudless skies. My husband was not happy with the price. For the most part he honored his word. On Tuesday, we went to our community farm to harvest pumpkins for our family. On the walk in, the little found said sunglasses on a bench at the farm. We were there the previous Friday to run through the corn maze and I had no idea they were even missing. Neither did my little guy.
I may or may not have had a fever for three days this week. It is totally true that we don't get sick days. I still kept up our schedule because it was our last week of summer weather and of the pool being open. I have no idea why I was the lucky one to catch the crud. Though when I look back at my stress level combined with too many nights of terrible sleep it makes sense. I found my swim cap when we cleaned out our garage and I took it upon myself to go to our lap pool and put the cap to use. We went to the pool in the middle of the afternoon and had the whole thing to ourselves all week. It was the best weather and beautiful to have the pool to our hearts' delight. So despite my fever that just wouldn't quit, I swam laps while my littles played, for the first time in 12 years since I got sick and lost my health. I swam and swam and swam because one, I love it and two, the luxury of an outdoor lap pool in 85* sunny weather. It doesn't get any better than that in life. Our pool closed yesterday, Autumn weather has befallen us and I will have to wait until the end of May for the pleasure again.
I may or may not have had my husband call animal control on off leash Rottweiler and Austrailian Shepherd running through our community corn maize that children were just running through. Why are some dog owners so senseless? Our community has a leash law - always unless fenced in yard.
I may or may not have somehow gotten on a mailing list for US Weekly magazine. Why is this smut entering my life!! Even just tossing it into the recycling bin embarrasses me because my name is on it. Oh the indignity.
I may or may not have broken my fever while sleeping and my purple shirt transferred its dye to my white sheets that are already seen together with ballet pink thread. Sad face.
My father may or may not have commented on my laundry mountain pile. Surprised at the size. Yes, it grew and is now impeding my path from my bed to my bathroom for a mid night obstacle course. Now that the weather has turned, I can sort through the won't fit next year and will fit to put it away.
Ah yes, the sunglasses war. I have been there and am there now. And oh how I hate that ever growing, morphing, galactic laundry pile battle. Someday I will win over Evie's princess heart when she finds me arising from the ashes of that battle as her victorious laundry Knight! No, really, I'm serious about the ashes. I just want to carry it all out to the burn pile and light that baby off! Great post, Kate!
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