Whiny & Cranky
I am whiny. I am cranky. If you don't want details, click away now.
1. It snowed. DAMN, it snowed again! First off, I hate snow. I hate it when other people love snow. Snow is dirty. Snow irritates me. Snow traps me. Snow gets my feet wet. Snow sucks.
2. Because it snowed, my kids were off school. AGAIN. My kids are scheduled to be off on Friday because President's Day has become a four-day weekend. Somehow, between the time when I was a child and now, it has become freaking mandatory that children have a four, sometimes five-day weekend for President's Day. I traded my normal Friday work day for today. Why? Because I didn't want my children to be home alone all day, fighting and making messes this coming Friday. Guess what? They were home alone today while I worked, fighting and making messes.
3. I took the stinking bus to work today, because my driveway requires major snow removal before my car can escape from the garage. I left work early so that my children wouldn't be home alone all day, fighting and making messes. Good plan? Yes, but then I missed the bus. I got there in time to see it drive away. The next bus came 41 minutes later! FORTY ONE MINUTES! It took me an hour and a half to get home. My kids started calling my cell phone while I was on the bus so I could mediate their fights. But that wasn't quite enough. The neighbor lady called my cell phone as well, to tell me that my kids were fighting.
4. I have to cancel my hair cut tomorrow. I have been looking forward to this hair cut for six weeks. Because it took six stinking weeks to get an appointment with this stylist. I finally realized that I have to be at my daughter's Valentine's Day party at the exact time of my appointment. I'm the room mother. I can't get out of this party. Believe me, I tried. Now I have no appointment. No stylist. And my hair is out of control.
5. I have to be in charge of the 5th grade Valentine's Day party tomorrow and I have no plan. I do NOT do well with large groups of children. I shouldn't be a room mother. Damn, damn, damn.
6. It snowed again. It snowed before the other snow melted. We have had continuous snow on the ground since the first of the year. I hate snow. If I wanted to live in the Tundra, I would move there. I do no appreciate the Tundra coming to me.
Is that enough whining for you?
1. It snowed. DAMN, it snowed again! First off, I hate snow. I hate it when other people love snow. Snow is dirty. Snow irritates me. Snow traps me. Snow gets my feet wet. Snow sucks.
2. Because it snowed, my kids were off school. AGAIN. My kids are scheduled to be off on Friday because President's Day has become a four-day weekend. Somehow, between the time when I was a child and now, it has become freaking mandatory that children have a four, sometimes five-day weekend for President's Day. I traded my normal Friday work day for today. Why? Because I didn't want my children to be home alone all day, fighting and making messes this coming Friday. Guess what? They were home alone today while I worked, fighting and making messes.
3. I took the stinking bus to work today, because my driveway requires major snow removal before my car can escape from the garage. I left work early so that my children wouldn't be home alone all day, fighting and making messes. Good plan? Yes, but then I missed the bus. I got there in time to see it drive away. The next bus came 41 minutes later! FORTY ONE MINUTES! It took me an hour and a half to get home. My kids started calling my cell phone while I was on the bus so I could mediate their fights. But that wasn't quite enough. The neighbor lady called my cell phone as well, to tell me that my kids were fighting.
4. I have to cancel my hair cut tomorrow. I have been looking forward to this hair cut for six weeks. Because it took six stinking weeks to get an appointment with this stylist. I finally realized that I have to be at my daughter's Valentine's Day party at the exact time of my appointment. I'm the room mother. I can't get out of this party. Believe me, I tried. Now I have no appointment. No stylist. And my hair is out of control.
5. I have to be in charge of the 5th grade Valentine's Day party tomorrow and I have no plan. I do NOT do well with large groups of children. I shouldn't be a room mother. Damn, damn, damn.
6. It snowed again. It snowed before the other snow melted. We have had continuous snow on the ground since the first of the year. I hate snow. If I wanted to live in the Tundra, I would move there. I do no appreciate the Tundra coming to me.
Is that enough whining for you?
posted by Juanita at
1:49 PM
4 Comments:
We don't have snow here, we just drive to it, enjoy the "fun" then drive home .. kind of a good idea, Huh!
You poor thing. That sucks. I was at home with my kids who were whining and making messes. Lillian came up to me after naptime smelling particularly fragrant...in a good way. I wonder what cleaning product whe was playing with?
All you have to do for the party is bring juice, right? Then sit back and enjoy the fifth grade socialization.
Ha ha ha ha!
I hate this snow as well.
But I loved valentines day with my kids and their school mates. That was fun - reminds you that life isnt really as bad as it seems 24/7 - its a nice break.
WOW! That totally sucks. I live in an area of the country wherein we get maybe one snow a winter, and it's not typically a bad one (like, the schools are out for maybe one day in the year). Plus, I was raised in Florida, so snow is still exciting to me. If I lived through all THAT, though, I have to say it'd be old pretty fast.
For the kids, I recommend cryogenic chambers. Freeze all but one child at a time. Rotate children according to weeks or months. Then you only have to deal with one at a time, and there is no fighting. Well, at least that's what I threatened Ariana and Jared with doing the last time they started fighting like wildcats. It stopped the fighting and started a debate on aging, if a birthday counted if you weren't awake for it, and whether or not it was feasible to share a room if they weren't ever awake at the same time...
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