Manic

Today was all over the place.  I went to bed too late last night.  Ran too hard.  Woke up too early.  Forgot to ice.  Can feel a cold coming on ...sigh.  Maybe I should change manic to maniac.  I'm pretty sure that's what I was today. 

-Let's start off with this little guy.  I love Jack.  I think he's darling.  I don't love that he pinches, pulls hair, torments and destroys and makes me want to pinch, pull hair, torment and destroy.  He drives me crazy!  Yet, he still manages to look cute while doing it.  MADDENING!!

Today I had had enough.  And then he decided to take a nap..... a two hour nap.  I was happy again and decided to keep him.

- My kitchen blinds are clean.  This makes me happy.

- A bunch of laundry got done today.  This makes me happy.  But then I just saw all the full baskets that need to be put away.  The worst part of laundry is putting away.  Uggh.  Not so happy.

-  This pile of yarn is a sweater that I'm knitting for Ella.  I was two rows away from being completely finished and then realized there was a mistake.  With very little irritation (strangely), I frogged half the sweater (not kidding when I say half) to fix my mistake.  About 10 rows back into it I realized I didn't fix the mistake, frogged it back to the fixing point and threw it across the room.  Very frustrated and on the verge of tears, Bono announced himself on the radio and I remembered that we (Bono and myself) have a date on June 3rd.  Sweater forgotten, I sang myself into happiness

- Jack woke up so I made some bread.  Bread soothes me.  Weird, I know.

-I tripped on the stairs while holding a basket of laundry. I cursed and then decided the only reason I tripped was because the stairs are dirty and nasty and not good for anything but causing problems.  Then I remembered that we are ripping out the dirty, nasty stairs and putting in more wood.  My clean wood stairs can not come soon enough.  Happy, again.

- I've had a headache for 4 days.  The only reason this makes me happy is because it gives me an excuse to drink more coke.   Coke does not = headache.  Coke = happiness.

-  This little bundle of goodness usually gets in trouble around 5:00.  This is during dinner preparation, Jack's melt-down period, and when I'm completely out of patience.  Today was no exception.  She screamed, threw some punches and spent some time in her room. Luckily, rage turned into sadness.  Check out the previous post to experience some of Ella's heartbreak.

- I am going to bed at 9:30 tonight.  This makes me happy.