It Is Not I Who Is Mad…..
I feel that I have become the subject of a Dali painting, if just for the day. Not in the weird sexual way that is often depicted in his works–if that was the case I would probably not be sharing that with you here. Well, maybe I would. No. No, I would not. What I am feeling today is more of the genre—surrealism. Yes, that’s it. Surreal would be the word that best describes me this Monday morning.
Our babysitters (yes plural, as in both of them. Hey, I’ve got five kids. It takes a village and all that crap!) Anyway, our babysitters wanted to take the kids to the zoo today as a big, almost end of summer blowout. Who am I to argue? They arrived this morning about 8:30 to pick up five very excited little children and off to the zoo they went.
I had had to drive Maura to work as her recently repaired car seems to have been not so repaired after all. I returned home to an empty house and absolutely no agenda. I’ve got all day to myself. You see—surreal.
So just what am I going to do with all of this free time? I’ll give you a little breakdown of my day so far.
- Changed the sheets on the bed.
- Sorted the laundry, folded two loads and started another.
- Downloaded some pictures from the camera–deleted some others that had been there since last Christmas.
- Repaired a seam in the wall paper in the stairwell that has been growing larger for some time.
- Cleaned out the filters in our window unit air conditioners.
- Put some new inserts in my sneakers.
And it’s only 10:30!!
And people say I don’t know how to have fun anymore. After lunch, I just may take a shower and clip my toenails. It just doesn’t get any better than this. But you know what is best of all?
I haven’t said “No!” or “Stop That!” a single time today. Surreal indeed.
You deserve your day off. If you had any fun bone in your body you would be out now golfing, or taking a swim, or shopping for something fun. Carpe diem Ed. These days don’t come along often.
I’d be saying “no” the entire time…to myself. Like, “should I fix the wallpaper?” “No!” I rather relax.
Don’t go crazy there, Ed. Save some energy for cleaning out the refrigerator crisper drawer this afternoon!
Funny! Granny took the girls last night and they won’t be home til tomorrow. And what have I done with all this alone time? NOTHING!! Although I had forgotten how nice it was to pee in peace.
Dude! Don’t hold back, there!
I know how you feel, though. I think I’ve only been alone in my home (sans kids) twice in the past five years. Each time it has felt very very odd. Like I just didn’t know what to do with myself. I don’t think I ever got to the point of repairing the wall paper seams (I don’t have wallpaper after all) or replacing my sneaker inserts, though.
Hope those toenails look great!
I have just one kid, and when I have a sacred moment alone, I don’t run for the booze, I run for the bed. To sleep. And then clean. Sad what our priorities become once we have little ones interrupting our time alone.
Oh, this is perfectly surreal, and you are so going to crack up! If you go to the Anthill and scroll down on the right to the Recent (Blogcatalog) Viewers, you will see what has been cracking me up for two days now… Look at your photo and the one above it.
I’m living this right now- the surreal part not the productive part.