You know those days that move along like a breeze, where you are floating on clouds, everything works like clockwork, your skin is perfect, your outfit adorable, the kids are healthy, your husband isn’t bugging you, birds chirp and the sun shines? Well, this was just like that, but the exact opposite. Ugh, seriously, not sure what was in the air but Wednesday takes the award for craptastic day of 2020 so far. Was it a full moon?
I won’t bore you with all the details, but I’ll give you the briefest of highlights so you can adequately sense my pain. Ava decided to sleep thru her alarm feigning some illness (that only kept her home until 11:30, after which time she got dressed and went to school—I drove her adding to my list of drives.) Gia felt well enough to go back to school but started machine gun texting me at 9:30 a.m. to be picked up at 10:45 because essentially her “friends” said she couldn’t sit with them at lunch due to some pre-planned lunch activity that she wasn’t privy too since she’d been out with the flu for two days. Those little…..
So she was upset, wanted to come home during lunch, and not only was it 20 minutes there and back, it was also heart breaking to hear her talk about it. On the way to get her I logged in to the store cameras to see who was working....oh, look at that, it's 10:30 and the store is DARK. Literally every owner or manager's worst nightmare, the morning shift person was a no-show. That little episode took a year off my life--and that's conservative. A crisis I didn't see coming, sneak attack crisis.
Lucia texted me at 1:30 with dramatic complaints of her "killer period", so then I had to pick her up. Then it was on to pick up Romeo, then Ava again, and then Gia again. Normally I would just be picking Gia up at the bus stop a mile away, but because the day was out to get me, she called (along with her frienemy from the earlier saga), and announced that the bus driver didn't let them on the bus because it was "too full." If you are counting, that's my THIRD trip to a school 20 minutes away. Honestly, I have car butt today from sitting so long in the car, I could feel my hips getting bigger.
The brightest spot of my day was coming home after I picked Romeo up, and he declared he was “going poop ASAP”—which he does daily at exactly the same time. He’s also declared that no matter HOW bad he has to go during school, he’ll never actually GO at school. Is there a psychological term for a fear of pooping in public?? Anyway, he got home, and shouted that he was going to do his business, and then 5 minutes later I hear coming out of bathroom the sound of him singing, and not so quietly, the hot chocolate theme song from Polar Express. What the hell? Where does that even come from out of the blue? It was HYSTERICAL though, and lifted my spirits.
Lastly, I texted my dear friend a picture of yoga froggy trying to destress in shivasana, but he had to put a wrap around his eyes to mellow out. That’s because froggy never closes his eyes, which is how I feel right now, like my eyes have been tooth-picked open all day and all I want to do is to close them and drift off into my shivasana.
Real life comes in between all the fun stuff at Melange--you heard the real life part, now on to the fun stuff--like the cool new Sarah Liller group that arrived today. I do love her fabrics—and I will say that I’ve tried and tested them all (machine washed and accidently super hot dried), and it still looks great. It’s one of my favorite travel fabrics. Check out the new icy blue top to the right, the Petunia, that is actually a new gauze fabric that she did this spring and it feels like sunshine—light and airy and wonderful.
Signed, ME {lv}
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