just another typical day

Wow.  It's been a long time, blogspot.  2 years and 4 months to be a little more exact.  a LOT has happened, which I'm glad to say, because if not a lot had happened in over 2 years, I'd be depressed, I think.  I've had lots of thoughts over this time, thinking, I really need to blog on that, usually occurring at night.  Alas, I never get to the computer.  Guess I should start using one of the voice memos on my phone….
Anyhoo….. this morning has just been one of those mornings.  Malcolm is out of town for a little over 24 hours, and I wake up 40 minutes later than I wanted to.  I had reset my alarm on my phone last night, and somehow turned it off.  Fab.  Then as my son goes into the huge pantry area our rental has, he hollers out.  I had put the dogs' cages in there because otherwise they keep me up.  This girl needs her rest.  One of the dogs had pooped in 3 different spots. Lovely. He was trying to be nice and not poop IN his cage, so the poo was spread through the wire caging.  and it was the sicky smelling kind.  That yours truly had to clean up.  On hands and knees with clorox wipes.  While gagging. Fun. (by the way, I just got up to let said dog back in and rammed my toe into the desk chair on the way back. Smooth.) Then I rushed the 4th grader to his school, realizing that the gas light was on.  Called the 6th grader on the way home to tell her to put it in gear so we could leave a few minutes earlier for her school in order to get gas on the way.  I get home and plug the steam mop in so I could quickly steam the clorox-wiped linoleum and get that added chore out of the way. (Who am I kidding?  That chore needed done 2 days ago anyway…) The steam mop whirs and whirs, attempting to get hot enough to produce steam.  Which it never did.  Yes, I put water in; I checked twice and even added more.  Still not working. Joy. So another swipe with clorox wipes and then also the Swiffer dust mop (did I mention I needed to do that anyway?) albeit AFTER I had had to take a break and take the 6th grader to school.  The 6 month old fell asleep on the way back home, thanks to the oldest who helped her cover her face with a blankey.   Back home now and still haven't eaten.  I had a few thoughts while shredding cheese to eat a plate of nachos… Don't judge. Yes, I'm gonna eat nachos for brunch at 10 in the morning.  It's homemade salsa and I heard many moons ago, Kemosabe, that salsa increases your metabolism.  I'll be counting the calories, anyway.  Let me live.

We've moved to a new place.  (I shall not recount my whole last 2 ⅓ years…) There are so many emotions/thoughts/feelings that go along with a move.  AND not to mention having had a bonus (but much wanted) baby almost 7 months ago.  At age 37. Life has definitely changed. And it's exciting. Today marks the 4th day of school for the kids.  As thrilled and thankful as I am that they are loving their new schools, it's hard for me to drop them off and realize that I do not really know one adult at the building.  Every year of their schooling so far has either been at a school that I teach at or at a school where Malcolm & I volunteer and make it a point to learn who everyone is and form relationships.  I know that that can be the case here, but it takes time.  I'm still trying to get into some semblance of a routine, and it's totally different with an infant.  I truly am happy, it's just still feeling like we're getting settled.  Aaaaand that would be because we are….

Back to my thoughts that led me to sit down and type versus melt my cheese….

I was thinking in the midst of all the chaos that was this morning, when am I going to settle into some kind of routine and what will that look like?  I haven't been able to have any quiet time, exercise time, or just reading time since school started like I thought I would.  I had the thought, I would like a normal day here soon.  Then it hit me.  What if this IS normal for me?  I mean, seriously.  Do I ever really have a day where everything goes extremely smooth, I don't have to remind a child to brush teeth/get on shoes/make your bed (like that hardly ever gets done)/get your lunch….., some accident occurs from a body part of said children or baby or dog that I don't have to end up cleaning, dishes are magically clean and put away, there is no laundry to be done, tasty lunch and dinner appears on the stovetop or in the oven, nothing needs picked up at a store because I forgot it when I went there earlier, an appointment doesn't have to be attended because we are perfect, I have gotten devotions read, I've exercised and can tell I've lost 3 pounds in 30 minutes and am already tone-er, there is no dust or dirt anywhere to be wiped or swept, I am clean and smell delicious and my teeth are white and I have perfect hair and makeup without having done anything? (by the way, if the above describes your life, please do not tell me. I'm not even sure we could be friends.) THIS is my life.  Happening RIGHT NOW.  THIS is a typical day (especially when Malcolm is out of town)!  And this typical day is a day made to rejoice that I have 3 beautiful, healthy, smart children who seem to love me even when I haven't showered or brushed my teeth yet.  To rejoice that my husband is out making money on a totally God-dropped-in-our-laps side job to provide for our needs and lots of our wants.  To rejoice that we found a nice house to rent that is comfortable (even though the spiders like it, too) and truly has enough space for all of people and dogs (although the spiders kind of crowd us).  To rejoice that my pantry and fridge is full.  To rejoice that I have the ability to smell, even though dog poo is disgusting.  To rejoice that i have the money to fill my tank when it's empty.  To rejoice that I have the ability to walk to let my dog in and the ability to feel when I stub my toe.  To rejoice that I know how to make an awesome salsa to eat with my brunch nachos…..

THIS is my typical day.  And I am embracing it.  Maybe every once in awhile, though, I wouldn't mind having an absolutely crazy day….. :)