While I try not to complain much on this blog, since there's nothing more annoying to me than whining when you are a well-fed, sheltered American, I just have to vent about the awful weekend that I had. Nothing major, just a long, hot, whiny weekend with a toddler that is hell-bent on destroying everything in his godzilla-like reach.
very sick children or those who are yearning for children of any sort, even the whiny, godzilla ones. So my venting is really more for my sake rather than wanting pity from my dear readers.
Back to my rant: did you ever just have one of those days or string of days where every annoying thing just compounds upon itself? Of course you have, especially if you're a parent. Well that was our weekend. We had grand plans of working on the garage and going to our town's block party but those were immediately crushed by the chief whiner, who is just over a year old.
Let's see. It started with tons of laundry to be caught up on (still sitting in the basket as of today), a major ant problem due to all the crumbs that SoJo drops while eating/playing, and a desire to clear out the flower beds for spring planting. Well, none of those things got done until late at night. And who wants to be up until 10 cleaning?
And guess what...it continued into today! That's why this post is so late in getting up, since I had part of it written this morning before swim class (which was the day's highlight). Now I'm not sure where I want to take the post, since I've kind of cooled off from the boy, now that he's been in bed for an hour, the dishes are washed, the toys are put away. It's still darned hot, but I can already feel the cool air coming through the windows. Tomorrow is always a new beginning.