The day was relatively good. Ran some errands in the morning, played some board games with Kenzie (or at least tried to!) in the afternoon, got some laundry finished (not yet put away though!) and even had a little down time where I could have an afternoon coffee and watch Gilmore Girls (yes....guilty pleasure....though I've seen every episode many many times).
It's frustrating though, when the toddler decides to throw her board game pieces all over the floor after playing with daddy, and then refusing to pick them up. It's frustrating when I have to clean up EVERYTHING in the kitchen after dinner, plus put all the clean dishes away so I could load the dishwasher. Not to mention, it's extremely frustrating when the husband says I'm yelling at him for various reasons (telling him to move his cell phone because it's laying on a wet kitchen counter next to food that is being prepped, asking him if he's being careful with the baby, etc....) when I'm not...trust me, he's heard me yell, so apparently he forgot what that sounds like. So a relatively good day can turn sour because *someone* else apparently has had a bad day.
*** I might edit this text later, but sometimes it's good to document the reality of the day, right? I feel less annoyed and frustrated now that I stepped away from all the everybody and got some quiet time of my own....though the toddler seeked me out and is playing at her desk behind me. ***
Friday, March 18, 2011
76/365:2
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