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on November 22nd, 2013 by Casey — Be the first to comment!
I got out my camera this week. I took a ton of photos. And then I couldn’t get them off the camera. Because I was missing a cord. And yesterday I took even more photos, still missing the cord, and panicked because those pictures HAD to be OFF the camera and ON Facebook that night. For school. And when I called to make this my husband’s problem, too, he told me there was a card reader on the laptop. I think he may have told me this when he brought the laptop home. I think I tuned him out. Perhaps I should listen to him more often?
But then he tells me about articles like this. Quite smugly, I’ll have you know. We have a running joke about an earlier article he read that said wives who talk too much depress their husbands. He got quite a bang out of that. Although, he’s wisely chosen not to dwell on this article. After 15 minutes – did I just write that?!? – years of marriage, we may have this living together thing down. Yay us!
I taught my son about mental health days. He’s pretty much determined to get one out of me before Thanksgiving <—-not likely. I did break down and bring him to school late yesterday. We had a rocky morning, we were both in tears, and I was feeling like the worst parent on the planet. Parenting older kids is so much harder than I ever thought it was. We ended up having breakfast together at the diner, sitting at the counter chatting with the waitress and…laughing. We did a complete 180 from our morning. We needed that. And I suspect we’ll need it more often as he gets older.
It’s been a busy couple of weeks and I’m just about fundraiser-ed out. Catholic Schools are excellent at coming up with fundraisers and our little school is no exception. We’ve had one just about every week since early October. I’m EXHAUSTED. We’re having a hockey game fundraiser. The mascot visited. I expected chaos to ensue. The kids were really, really good. Eerily good. Not complaining, though. I’ve witnessed the same mascot visit at another school where the kids literally threw the guy to the ground. Not pretty. **I figured the numbers this afternoon and we sold 80 tickets!!
We have this thing up here where a local grocery chain gives you a free turkey if you get 400 points on your store card. I used to get the voucher every year when I taught in the Jewish school because, well, they couldn’t use the voucher for a free Kosher turkey. But I never used it because I always seemed to get it after the fact or I just didn’t like shopping at that store. That kills me. I totally got it this year. I waltzed out of there on a cloud like, “I just got a $30 turkey FREE!!” to the embarrassment of my husband. Okay, so I really didn’t get it free since I spent a bunch of money on groceries to get it but…I GOT A $30 TURKEY FREE!! I’m pleased as punch with my frugal little self.
I really, really am dropping the ball since I started back to school. I work fifteen hours a week so there’s really no reason for it. How do women who work full time manage? I can’t do it. I may have a full-time job lined up which has been completely conflicted. On the one hand, it would be wonderful to have the extra income (I can still be home during vacations with my kids) with a husband who owns his own business in a very expensive part of the country. On the other hand, I’m afraid we would completely self-destruct. I need to sit down and think of a better way to handle jobs around here. Namely, delegate and re-inforce. I’d seen an episode of 19 Kids and Counting (not my favorite show but I was channel surfing) when Michelle Duggar was talking about kids helping in the kitchen and how it was a major mess and more work for her initially but that her older kids were a huge help to her now. Spoke to me. Seems obvious, I know, but sometimes you need to hear it.
Right now I’m making a playlist for our Mother/Son Event from school. I thought it would be easy and I would just add a few more songs to my daughter’s playlist. Until my son told me in no uncertain way would any boy at school appreciate One Direction. Which means I am listening to a plethora of Disney and Nickelodeon songs because I can’t trust the language of any Top 40. So, yeah, I already have a homework and this night hasn’t started.