Bobby's morning :
Shower.
Get dressed.
Eat breakfast.
Go to work.
My morning ... I started typing it all out, minute by minute, but I got bored with that, so I'll just say that I do all the things that Bobby does, but I also wake children (more difficult than it sounds in Stephen's case), make beds, put washing in the machine, pack lunches, do hair (oh God the horror of Sophie's Hair; the school says it must be tied up and Sophie says there must be No Bumps and neither of those two rules may be broken), cook breakfast (porridge these cold winter days), and do a post-breakfast kitchen clean-up.
Which would all be okay, but then there is also Em's paper round, source of her new-found wealth and my complete exhaustion. Remember she got that terribly convenient paper-round, that encompassed just the couple of blocks around the Awful House? Well, now that we have moved, it is no longer so terribly convenient, but (understandably enough) she doesn't want to give up the money. So I said - since I felt sorry for her - that I would walk the mile to the corner store with her each morning, so that she'd have some company during the darkest, coldest part of her round. She was extremely enthusiastic about that suggestion, and it actually works out quite neatly - we leave together at 6.30, I head home when she starts her round and am back here by 7, and she's home by 7.30 just as I am putting breakfast on the table. It's nice for the two of us to have the walk together and it's good exercise for me. But, while she's positively thriving on all this fresh air and exercise (she walks to school as well as doing her paper round)- I'm absolutely shattered by the time I walk into work at 8.45. I suppose that is the difference between being 14 and being 37. And possibly also the difference between going to bed around 9.30 and going to bed around midnight.
A New Beginning
13 years ago
4 comments:
yikes! perhaps it will become more pleasurable when winter is over? than again, maybe not! ;)
can she get a route near your new place eventually?
do you make the kids beds? ikwym about the mornings....same thing here, jamie gets himself ready, i get myself and the kids ready....the injustice of it all! ;)
The walk itself is quite enjoyable actually, birds tweeting and whathaveyou, but I'm just so damn tired all the time!! I hope that she will eventually be able to get a route with the corner store near to our new house.. Re the kids beds, all I really do is help the girls with their top bunk, they do the bottom one entirely on their own and Stephen just leaves his.
Ah, the life of a mom.
I'm the one who is up before everyone else. (Today included even though we are on our 1st day of vacation.) I wake up the girls.
"It's time to get up girls." Rings pleasantly throughout the house for about half an hour. Until we finally get to.."I mean it, get out of bed!"
We need to get you some "puppy uppers" (old Saturday Night Live joke)
If your not feeling less tired soon I'm going to start to worry!
Take care of yourself.
that made me tired to read.
*yawn*
(cured my insomnia for the time being ;)
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