One of THOSE Days
After waking at 5:45 am, 19MO Guppy spent most of the morning crying for one reason or another. 4YO Drake spent it doing his version of beatbox and Fatboy Slim refrains over and over. And over. Customer service for problems with my Dell computer notebook is slow to respond. Customer service for problems with my Verizon Nokia cell phone are time-suckingly slow and ineffective. (I will leave brand names up until issues are resolved, so that others may be warned.)
I was dilatory last night and spent time obsessing over upcoming new TV shows rather than finishing my book for book group tonight. I couldn’t find one of Guppy’s shoes, and had to dig out a replacement from Drake’s hand me downs. Tigh! Tigh! he yelled, then defeated the velcro straps in a trice. I went to get the next bigger size of shoes, and Guppy had his first go in shoe-lace shoes, and didn’t seem to enjoy the experience at all. Drake has outgrown all his shoes.
On the bright side, Guppy is now napping. Drake agreed to wear the new shoes I got him last night (and they fit! and have style!). G. Grod made me two smashing cappuccinos this morning, plus left a half cup in the coffee pot. I have many tasty pastries in the house: cherry pomegran toaster pastry, banana strawberry bread, strawberry/white-chocolate-chip scones, and a Thunder Cookie from Positively 3rd Street Bakery. I finished my book. And I probably have about ten minutes before I have to deal with customer service again. I’m going out with smart, interesting friends tonight to a good local restaurant to discuss an intriguing book.
So life’s a mixed bag, weighing a little heavily toward the annoying today. Not surprising. But there’s lots of good to answer the bad, if I let it.
September 14th, 2007 at 1:03 pm
Life is like that with the kids. My G_ has something going on. He slept until 9:45 yesterday morning (OMG!), and that was only because I opened his door and asked if he wanted to go to the park. He was a little mopey, but by the time we got to the park, he was clearly in no mood to play. He was there maybe ten minutes before he headed back home with mommy, and I stayed with H_.
September 14th, 2007 at 2:31 pm
Sounds like he’s getting sick, or in a growth spurt. I find that life is even more “like that” with kids. More variables to add to the chaos.