This is exactly how I felt....My mind was like Speedy Gonzalez, but for some reason my body felt like it was moving like a turtle.
In my mind I was thinking....Okay, drop the kids off at school, go to Mom's house borrow her vacuum because my vacuum is about on it's way out the door. We bought the vacuum back in the day when they were getting away from those heavy vacuums and before they came out with the lighter type that are bagless. Poor vacuum, the holder on the side no longer exists for the extended part that you would use to do corners, chairs, couches... Now when I use it I have to put my hand under the end of the extended part so that the vacuum gets the maximum suction while cleaning off the carpet...It's a pain, it works, it's on the list to be replaced....until then I'll make it work....or borrow my Moms when she's out of town.
Anyway I had to go over there to water and get the mail, I needed to go to the store to pick up the last school items requested by Jr.'s teacher, dishwashing detergent to start my dishwasher which is now fully loaded without any soap, the grocery store for items needed to finish off the week, put in the last load of laundry, call the sporting goods store to find out the cost and turn around for putting names on our soccer teams jerseys, type up soccer information sheets.....
Go, go, go....lot's to do before I have to pick up the kids from school.
All of this is flying through my mind as I try to get myself motivated to move....
J and I leave the house to start our day after we dropped off the kids, put in a movie for J, put on Black Eyed Peas for me to get me going (nothing like listening to some hyped up music to get me moving).
We finished our shopping, didn't make it to Mom's, cleaned up the kitchen, laundry got done, started preparing dinner, worked on Soccer sheets and printed them out.
We went to pick the kids up from school, D came out first and said he was going to the restroom. I sat and waited for Jr., Mom Jr., and her friend. J of course wanted to go the bathroom with J but I wouldn't let him (I can just imagine a 3 year old walking into a bathroom being used by kids all day and touching everything in there, germs!!!). So I'm sitting on a bench looking towards Jr.'s class, I turn to look towards J and he has his shorts down to his ankles and he's pulling his underwear down to his knees!!! "What are you doing?" I immediately grab him and pull his underwear back up, I don't even think he knows what he's doing! By this time he's in whine mode, as usual. "Mama, I hot".
We get home and I still feel like I'm in slow motion, I'm still working on dinner, printing out the last sheets needed for our first girls soccer practice. Meanwhile Jr. is asking me to check his homework, D is asking for a snack, and J is following right along....
I manage to get what I need to done before Daddy leaves with Mom Jr. and her friend for practice, I follow behind with the boys in my own car knowing I have to leave 30 minutes early to start dinner and get the boys in the shower.
Made it to practice, met the parents, took J around the school as he rode his trike. Lesson learned, J still needs to go in the jogging stroller when I go on a brisk walk. He likes to play too much, talking to his "friends", not paying attention to riding straight.
Evening is here, dinner is done and served, kids have had their showers, and now, I need to head back into the kitchen to clean up what is left over from dinner, make Daddy's lunch for tomorrow, and start all over tomorrow...J is still going by the way, I thought he'd be done early tonight, although it doesn't look like it.....
Just a Mom feeling slow as I make my way through the day...
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