Let me preface this post by saying I am a happy person. Today was a good day.
I have no idea why, but about 40 minutes ago or so, I just internally went INSANEO. I’m not yelling or slamming things, but seriously…if I were alone…I might be doing both.
We ended up getting a rug that I’ve had my eye on for about 17 kajillion years (story on that to follow, very exciting) so I went about rearranging Camper’s room to fit it. It is square, the old one was rectangle, and some changes had to be made. All at the same time John installed the top of stairs baby gate we got at BabiesRUS today. A store, by the way, that we have to drive an hour plus to get to. When I finally got done putting the room together, I was utterly unhappy with it. It’s a lot like it was before, but less…something. I don’t know. On top of that, in “moving a few things around” I discovered the extent of the dust that I “ignored” today in order to go out and have a nice day with my family. That set OCD into motion. Then of course, I can’t get the room just right, we find out that part of the baby gate is broken (stupid, stupid gate), Camper rejects rice cereal for the last time (I am never going to try and feed that baby plain cereal ever again), he then rejects the bottle, and rejects being held by me as I try to put him down for bed.
It’s as if he is saying, “Whoa Mom, you’re tense. Um…can Dad put me to bed tonight? I officially reject you.”
So to recap: the room is dusty and awkward and not how I want it to be (even though I love the rug), the brand new gate is broken, and my baby is fussy and most likely going to be hungry in the middle of the night.
Swell.
SO. Now that I vented all that out (even though I didn’t even mention the fact that if I have to try and roll my chair over the power cord under the rug one more time I will scream) I’ll list a few good things that I’m going to have to write about in the next few days:
The drive in (We saw Up. Seriously fun, and a good way to see a movie with a baby!)
The rug. (Oh, the rug. How things just find their way to me sometimes. Yes Amy. The rug.)
The cute things Bubbs is doing. (Do all babies put their shoulder to their ear like that? What about the top-tooth smile?)
Our nice day at the mall. (Where we bought a piece of crap baby gate, arg.…oh yeah, this is the positive part of the entry, sorry.)
That’s probably about it, except for the fact that John is getting stuff in the mail about school. That’s exciting.
I think I’m done for the night.
Tags: done
Are you talking about the rug that I had to leave behind? I had no idea that you wanted it. if I would of known I would have made sure that you got it in the first place. You will have to tell me the story.