Driving, getting lost, and icky food

Today I dropped my daughter off at some obscure pool in a park that I was unfamiliar with and got lost. Twice.

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Slipping…

Is anyone else in a mood?Β  We’re still on holidays here in Canada until theΒ  first week of September but I tell you I’m really getting ready for the routine to return. Every year, every late summer, I find that the lack of UNINTERRUPTED time to myself for even just a couple of hours a day has me feeling very out of sorts.

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Monday: you’re on notice

Yesterday was a day. Ugh.

Short version: My excellent suggestions were ignored by family members. Result was epic fails all day. πŸ™ƒ

At end of day I jokingly tried to teach them my mantra (repeat after me: mom was right), but they refused (ha) and so I escaped with my 3rd glass of wine to the back porch after dinner. Left them to clean the kitchen (which I had to finish later in a somewhat, um…tipsy state. Ahem.)

Will they ever learn? 😜

But first, this happened:

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Small luxuries

So after my little meltdown yesterday the main floor of this house is clean(er).

I think I melted down because I was out for an appointment and some errands and came home to the entire house looking like a landfill. There is only so much of this I can take on a regular basis.. (blah)

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children + communication = mom in looney bin

Yesterday I spent most of the day doing this.

It was actually kind of relaxing as my partner prepped the old, original doors by sanding them down and puttying the holes and scratches. All I had to do was use a brush and paint the doors with primer.

The Benjamin Moore down the street recommended we use oil primer to seal the old wood properly. The doors are original to the house (1949) and in dire shape. They look ugly too. So this summer, my partner decided to do something about them. He started but then got called away to work so I offered to do the priming.

It’s messy, painting with oil. I turned off the AC and opened all the windows to keep the air flow going, and luckily it was a pleasantly hot rather than oppressively hot day.

I took one break to walk Jasper, beyond that I was busy with the the doors.

At some point in the afternoon the girl child announced she’s going to her friend’s and she’s bringing an overnight bag because it’ll probably turn into a sleepover.

(Doesn’t it always? πŸ™„ )

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But you’re home all day

Yes I am. Thank you for noticing. I am home all day. Except when I’m out walking a dog for pay so I can purchase groceries to feed you.

Or when I’m out at the grocery store to purchase food to feed you.

Or when I’m out picking up or dropping off you or your sister for all the numerous sports you guys play.

Or when I have to go to big box store or the mall to shop for things like clothing you outgrow.

Or when I’m out dropping off bags of outgrown clothing from your closet.

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First world problems: emptying the dishwasher

I have a question for you, but before I give you my own answer, I want to explain something.

First, the question.

If you have a dishwasher, what part of emptying it do you hate the most?

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