Yes, I call shenanigans all over my Saturday. So there, Saturday! Seriously, one of the worst Saturdays ever. We bought bunk beds in the morning — courageously embracing the need for change in the kids’ room. This weekend we will conquer the kids’ room! Hubby had to run all over town borrowing a bigger car, going to a furniture warehouse to pick up our purchase, taking back the borrowed car, etc.
When the parents have a project in mind, kids seem to get particularly needy. They forget all the creative games they were making up three seconds ago and get bored. So I hopped between attempts to entertain children so they wouldn’t make a jungle-gym of partially installed furniture, and attempts to help with said installation. NOT SATISFYING. The kids and I finally made for the store, so at least something would get accomplished, and we’d be out of dad’s way. Then, as I’m headed for the parking lot with our groceries, 25 minutes before the furniture warehouse is to close, hubby calls to tell me the mattresses appear to be too small.
After more than an hour of phone calls with many a mattress store, we come to find the bunk bed is actually a bit wide for a twin. Hubby goes on another car-borrowing adventure, and comes back one hour and twenty minutes later with plywood cut to size so we don’t have to worry about our precious people falling. Bedtime was 1.4 hours late, which makes for grumpy parents. And somehow my kids are super needy this morning, too. And there’s lots more to do in their bedroom today.
In one area I definitely shouldn’t complain. This was the baby’s (she’s now two, so I could quit calling her that…) move out of a crib, and she was amazing! We left the crib up in case she wanted a few days to get used to the new bed, and she said, “I’m going to sleep in my crib,” pause. “No, just kidding! I LOVE my new bed.” With such sweetness around, how does my heart have room for any bitterness at all? Well, let me tell you, sometimes it does have room. 🙂
That’s my long story long…and you probably thought it meant I’d made no writing progress. But in fact, between getting off work on Friday and Saturday morning at 9 a.m., I wrote 2,000 words!! I’m hoping once the house is a bit more settled and my hubby is out watching football, I’ll be sneaking in another few hundred while the kids play.
Best of luck to all of you, and rest up. Another big week awaits!