It’s almost two, and while I’m sure by the time this gets posted ten more hours will have passed, I’m looking back at my day so far and attempting to solve a mystery.**
Where did the day go?
I meant to go to the gym or the park this morning.
I meant to load my dishwasher.
I meant to do a load of laundry.
I did get that in, but it took two hours from when I filled the washer with water to actually closing the lid and starting it.
I’m trying to remember exactly what did happen today, and how it managed to encompass six hours of time.
Was I in a Mommy Coma?
Perhaps it was Opposite Needs Day. You know, where you feed one child, then the other is hungry, then the first one needs a diaper change, and then the other wants to play trains with you, and then the first one grabs a book and plops in your lap and wants you to read to them. Then repeat until six hours have gone by.
There was definitely a lot of that going on.
My Lil Diva also exhibited the “You Will Hold Me and Not Put Me Down or I Will Scream” syndrome for two hours straight.
Combine that to the “Oh My God, My Children Are Happy – Don’t Move or It May Break” and I could easily see six hours slipping away.
Never mind. Mystery solved.
**Note: Wow.. Ten hours later, ready to post. I have the skills of a psychic with the mind of an amnesiac…