December 13, 2012

• the day of a SAHM *Update

  Do you want to hear about my day today? Well, I’m going to lay it all out for you anyway.

  I got to sleep until 8 something (best part, 8 hours, YAY)…. its all downhill from here.

  Yesterday, I noticed my BRAND NEW, only owned for ONE day phone was missing. Hmmm, I was sure I’d find it under the couch or something. Emailed my hubby to call it, no ring. Hmm, probably on silent if one of the 4 kids got a hold of it. Oh well, it’ll pop up somewhere, right?

  I looked everywhere I can possibly think of. EVERYWHERE.

  While I was emptying out the FULL garbage and getting old coffee grounds and all sorts of nasty all over myself, my precious sons were taking advantage of my inability to oversee their little adventure of pouring my brand new ‘blonde’ shampoo all over my creme carpet in my bedroom. Do you know what color that blonde toner shampoo is? ITS BRIGHT PURPLE. I cannot get it out.

  Jacson also decided to strip off his poopy diaper. while I was cleaning up that mess and being distracted by other stressful things, he peep on the floor, on one of my bible translations =[ *sigh*.

  I stepped in dog puke and had to clean up 3 piles of nasty, runny dog poop first thing this morning.

  I am not sure why the world is against me and my sanity today, but its overwhelmingly saddening. I can feel my head thumping from the onset of a migraine. Its my day off from watching the other 2 kids. But, I can’t enjoy a single moment. Okay, there was that moment both the boys climbed in my lap and told me they love me sooooo much and not to cry. They are too precious.

  I am also missing my keys. I have no idea where they are, luckily I have a spare, but if I leave I can’t lock the door without my house keys.

  I just can’t imagine where this darn phone is. (I’m restraining from using stronger language.) I have look in every nook and cranny… I even found, what appears to be a month old hotdog (I’d post a pic, but I don’t have a phone.)

  I had my couch all taken apart, pulled out the boys trundle bunk bed and crawled underneath. Took everything out of the closet. I’d checked every pocket of every bag and any compartment I could find. I looked high, in case it got thrown, and I looked low. I am just so frustrated trying to find something that HAS to be in the house somewhere. No one left from the time I had it to the time it went missing.

  There is ONE and only one place I have yet to check. Its the hole in the wall behind my bedroom door from the door knob. I’ve seen my kids drop toys in there before, and it’s just the right size… I’m so tempted. Either way the hole needs to be fixed, whats another hole at the bottom of the wall?

  So, how’s your day?

  ** UPDATE**

  So, I couldn’t resist and cut a hole in the bottom of the wall. GOSH I wish I had a camera. I found almost ALL of my missing jewelry, johnny’s wedding ring that we already replaced, cars, action figures, 10 dollars worth of coins, balls, a cookie… It felt like I would be pulling stuff out of the wall endlessly… 15 minutes later, empty wall and still no phone.

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