5.45am alarm goes off. Andy gets up. i procrastinate until 6.
6.05am go to art room do ten minutes of exercise. 3 minutes in daughter interrupts - can she go to the bathroom? of course you can, you don't need to ask.
6.15am answer two emails about arrangements for the day, walk out door son throws underpants in my face, very sorry he was aiming for the laundry basket, snap at him anyway.
6.20am get gussied up for the day. sweatpants and t-shirt.
6.40am downstairs, finish packing lunches from last night. sign various forms for school. borrow $10 from my daughter's wallet to pay for lunch for my son who wants to buy lunch today.
7.04am all sit down to breakfast. slurp tea, eat oatmeal, admonish children about the amount of jam on their oatmeal. chat with family. tell kids to hurry up. daughter has forgotten to do homework (first time ever!), nearly cries until i explain she still has time to finish it now.
7.25am all upstairs, brush teeth
7.36am coats on, backpacks on, collar and leash on dog.
7.38am everyone in the car
7.50am drop kids at school. love you, have fun, good luck with your test.
8.12am drop husband at work. love you, hope the meeting goes well, what time will you be home?
8.30am dog to vets, heart-worm test and pills. tries to play with a chihuahua. chihuahua not happy.
8.42am dog good to go. bill $110. still love him.
8.47am drop dog at doggie daycare. needs to learn to play well with others. forget to ask them to clip his talon-like nails.
9.02am starbucks, tall non-fat chai latte
9.15am Target. boo. spend way too long buying cleaning supplies, find two nice shirts for me, buy overpriced organic snacks for upcoming vacation, buy birthday present from daughter for son, call husband; do the kids need their own suitcases? response: yes, about time they carted their own crap around. laugh out loud in store. move on.
10.58am shocked at how long that took. drive to bank. get out cash (must repay daughter). leave. go back. pay in check i forgot.
11.10 home. park in neighbor's car pad unload car, drag new suitcases indoors. find car parking space, unpack target crap. put on kettle. tea without sugar for first time in ages. last night watched crazy video on how toxic sugar is and have freaked myself out. eat two graham crackers to calm down.
11.25 emails. lunch tomorrow? sorry busy with a seminar. lunch on tuesday? sounds good. oh yeah, that is my birthday. uhh, ok we'll figure it out later.
11.47am call mum, no answer, call little Claire, no answer leave a message.
12.04pm eat lunch standing up while sorting through mail.
12.16pm finish lunch. phone rings. hi, this is the dog butler we are on our way to clean up your backyard. let them in, watching them, call Andy, laugh at the way he answers the phone. tell him I now drink my tea without sugar. he's relieved, that's one less step for him. could he convince me to leave the bag in too? alas no. laugh again at crap dog butler joke we've been making all week. sigh. hang up. love him.
12.20 sit on couch for ten minutes and drink cold tea.
12.38 pay dog butler, surf internet, read blogs, comment on two, change ink cartridge in printer, print return label for ugly Zappo's shoes. keep nice Zappo's shoes instead. search for packing tape, result.
1.05pm leave house nearly forget box. drive to hairdressers, wait 20 minutes, stare at floor the whole time trying to make a mental list of stuff to get done next week. two birthdays and a big trip.
2.00pm drive to cobblers, pick up husband's shoes, baulk at $60 repair bill for one pair of shoes. Italian leather soles, special equipment for stitching. lament husband's fancy tastes but the shoes look great.
2.20pm pick up dog, talk with them about boarding. drive to school.
2.32pm early to pick up kids, see son walking in from trip to the park, wave, he looks a bit embarrassed, feel a little sad, wait in carpool line for fifteen minutes and cheer myself up by playing sudoko. mess up games, close book, stare out of window. dog falls asleep in back.
2.53pm kids get in car. good day? yup but....(insert various minor confrontations of the day) tell son that he is responsible for his actions and everything he does has a consequence if he doesn't like his own behaviour then only he can change it. he acknowledges this to be true but he is sad, nearly cries, chokes back tears, i hold his hand, i love you. you are a good boy and i am very proud of you. lately things have been more complicated but you are doing just fine figuring it out, this is life sweetheart, complicated and wonderful, it will be ok.
3.15pm pet store, buy enough dog food and treats for when we are away. don't like leaving dog.
3.27pm UPS drop off husband's ugly Zappo's shoes, talk to neighbor inside about how busy traffic has been.
3.39pm home, unpack backpacks, bring in dog food and treats, snap at kids to stop squabbling about who gets to bring in daddy's shoes. good grief.
3.42pm dog in, watered, falls asleep on sofa. make kids a snack, milk, pear, cheddar bunnies. check emails, reply where i have to. make tea, sort through papers from school, make mental plan about son's birthday party this weekend. son's friend calls, he can come to the party too. am glad i bought the extra favor. drink half cup of tea standing up. mix smelly henna potion to dye my hair. son hugs me for a long time, tells me he loves me so much and i am the best mom in the world. tell him i love him too. everything is right in the world.
4.00pm upstairs to dye my hair. 3 minutes in daughter interrupts, can she do some elaborate craft? uhh not now sweetie how about painting instead. sure. henna splashes in my eye. daughter interrupts again, more questions i can not hear because of running water being thrown at my eye.
4.18pm henna on. stinks. plastic bag on head. why am i doing this?
4.30pm downstairs. start dinner. lemon and white bean pasta. broccoli. peach and blackberry smoothies.
5.05pm knock at door, dog barks, UPS.
5.17pm phone rings, Andy; i forgot my wallet at work have to go back and get it. OK, should i wait to serve dinner. nope go ahead, just save me some.
5.23pm call Andy, call me when you get to the subway station I'll pick you up. carry on with dinner prep. wash dishes. kids playing nicely.
5.37pm phone rings. i forgot some papers for son's upcoming trip.
5.49pm doorbell goes, dog barks, answer door with a scowl and plastic bag on my hair. lovely neighbor reminds me it is car moving day, looks at my hair.
5.52pm run out in street with towel on head, move car.
5.58pm rush inside deal with dinner. dinner on plates, dinner on table, kids at table, light candles, remind myself to try and calm down. all hold hands and say what we are grateful for, kids both say they are grateful for me. i reciprocate, we smile. phone rings, dog barks.
6.11pm Andy calls: at subway station. wolf down dinner.
6.25pm go out to pick him up with towel on my head. the train is late wait 15 minutes, scowling, henna dripping down neck. not happy.
6.45pm Andy in car; sorry, thank you. me: grumpy.
6.52pm stuck behind school bus. school bus stops in front of only parking place on street. ask Andy to ask them to move. park. run inside. shower, wash out henna. headache still there though.
7.15pm kids playing, i sit down to type this.
8.00pm kiss kids good night, tell them i love them. i do, i love them so much.
8.11pm admit to myself that one day i will miss this kind of day. and realize i forgot all about the smoothie in the fridge.