Wednesday, June 07, 2006

How do you know if you're Bipolar?

Seriously, I wonder sometimes.

This afternoon I was relishing the fact that, now that it's summer, I really have no specific time that I need to be anywhere. The kids and I can hang out in our jammies all day if we want. They've actually been reasonably good for me recently. I even said out loud to R, "I think I've got a pretty good handle on this summer thing. I thought it was going to suck having all of them, all day every day, but I've really got it under control. The key is to have both a Plan B and a Plan C at all times. Stay two steps ahead." I felt like I could write a parenting book.

In the last two hours, however, I have invented a new word. The word is CANCHOOSHADDAPFURTHURDYFREEKINDZECKENZ, and it has been flying out of my mouth at an alarming rate. I am completely zapped of energy, patience, creativity and confidence. I want to go to bed and let the three of them duke out whatever petty squabble erupts when one of them looks at the other funny. I can feel the increasing heat of the flames dancing behind my orbital bones and hear my skull cracking. I wonder if I could burn stuff with my mind, like Drew Barrymore in Firestarter. Let's see... focusing on pile of dirty dishes... nope.

Meanwhile, I've been thoroughly enjoying this week, as the kiddos have been attending Vacation Bible School from 9-noon each day. R was off yesterday and today to enjoy it with me. It is also Church Rummage Sale Season, my favorite time of year. Major scores last weekend. No knitting-related material, but there are fun things that aren't necessarily knitting-related, aren't there?

Well, maybe a couple.

4 comments:

jackt said...

THERE IS NOTHING THAT IS REMOTELY FUN THAT IS NOT KNITTING RELATED!!!

Actually, I suppose there may be one or two things.

I'm not bipolar though, really.

WHY THE HECK WOULD YOU THINK I'M BIPOLAR?!?!? :)

DomesticOverlord said...

I KNOW how you feel today. Miss Beans chose to be possed by the devil instead of taking a nap today and thus rained down chaos and rage in accordance with the Infernal Plan of Hell from 3pm until 7pm when the deamon left her and she collaped in blissful sleep.

While this was going on the rest of us were involved in various projects like my brother's report that's due tomorrow which requires us to make two large batches of fudge, make a Henry Ford costume, and write a speach about Michigan; picking up the living room; vacuuming up the brimstone -er- crackers Miss Beans threw everywhere; cooking dinner; making chicken stock for tomorrow's dinner; and answering the phone about 90 times.

I hate this day.

At least as I type this the coffee is made, the fudge is almost done, Miss Beans is asleep, and the only thing I have left to do is go to the grocery store but that has to wait until 11pm when RTK gets home with the debit card. Meh.

So what I'm saying here is I can comisserate (appearantly at length).

The Fluffy Ewe said...

What is it with these kids? Darling son, who is two and a half, has suddenly become deaf and apparently I have taken up the fine art of talking to walls. He has also started to talk VERY LOUDLY and since DH works thirds and sleeps during the day, I find myself telling him to be quiet. Nothing like being woke up to "Uh oh!!" at top volume.


VBS during the day?? Ours was always during the evening, after the 'rents came home from work. Now that I am a SAHM, I think daytime VBS would be a wonderful thing. Lol

Stacie said...

Yeah, I hear ya. I keep ignoring them, hoping they will go away!