Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom

I set out to accomplish only one thing today, which was look for my electric blanket so that I could have the option of watching the game tonight. Just the option. If I didn’t find the electric blanket, I wouldn’t be able to go. It would be far too cold. It took me two hours. Everyone told me…I’ve never purchased a gray electric blanket (despite using it during Thanksgiving) and two they’ve never seen it. It was in the closet and I dug it out. HR and Disability contacted me today, but quite frankly, I didn’t have it in me to go any rounds. I’m tired and just lack the energy. so this will be a Monday thing and will be addressed then. Actually no Monday is MLK so this will be a Tuesday thing. I’m not sticking my head in the sand. I’m aware that this is a priority. But this is not a priority now. I’ll have to fight with them another day. If I go on COBRA, I go on COBRA. It is what it is. I just have to remind myself to control the things I can control and let the things go that I can’t control.

I kept Baba Yaga mostly quiet today.

3:55pm. We have to be at the park at 4:30pm but we haven’t picked up pizza or S from school for the double games. J is irritated and has nothing planned because he was just going to pack the kids and go. Now that he has me; everything is an inconvenience. (Thanks cause I don’t feel total useless as it is.) I ordered the pizza at 3:00pm. The last three nights J hasn’t made dinner for the children. I ordered one night and the other two the children had some sandwich they made themselves. I got to get better. He can’t find his truck key now…control what you can control, the rest you have to let it go.

4:05pm we still have to go home first to have S change into her uniform and drop off her bike. Since she inherited my old bike for Xmas this year it’s no longer a baby bike that I can toss in my car. It has to be in the truck now.

4:17pm we are going to be very late.

4:25pm on our way to pick up pizza

So how do working parents do this? Like for real, if both parents work out of the house – how does this work? Or is this the rat race that we talk about? The non stop moving.

4:40pm we surprisingly got a disabled parking spot and was super close to S’s field but I wanted to watch L’s game since I missed every game of his Fall Season but attended S’s one game in Fall. It was on field 9A. For reference it’s a walk and took me over 45 minutes to arrive. I did take a lot of breaks so I wouldn’t get too dizzy and or pass out. It was slow going but better slow than hurt myself. I’m exhausted but watched him play and though their team lost I’m so proud of their effort.