A Day In My Life – The World Can Take Care Of Itself 


I’m done being supportive and encouraging. I’ve neglected myself for long enough. I’m taking August off to take care of myself. 

It’s stressful times for oil families in Canada. We’ve been through the ringer and back. And just when we think things are getting better, they get worse again. It’s been this way for almost three years. The stress is starting to make me feel ill. Literally. 

Summer holidays is when every parent realizes how underpaid our teachers truly are. On top of doing what we normally do every day, now we have to entertain the kids that are home during summer. This is not an easy task. I don’t know who said it first, but the saying is true – trying to clean your house while the kids are home is like brushing your teeth while eating Oreos. No truer words have ever been spoken. 

I’ve been dealing with grown-out hair roots for months because I’ve been too busy to get my ass to the salon. I avoid mirrors and live in hats right now. I wear the same active baseball mom capris every day with oversized t-shirts. I’ve only worn one summer dress this year. It’s time for me to take care of myself and feel better about myself. Because that hasn’t happened yet this year. When you’re busy, taking care of yourself is always the last on the list. 

But no more. I’ve dealt with enough bullshit in the past few months from everyone and it’s time for me to take a step back. I have a hair appointment soon to fix my roots. I have a stack of books that are about to be read. And my headphones are about to get used so much that the money I paid for them will be worth it. 

I’m tapping out for the month of August. The world will just have to take care of itself because I’ll be busy taking care of me


A Day In My Life – Interruptions 


Here’s how my day has progressed so far. 

Woke up this morning to 22c weather and decided to take my coffee and book outside to relax. MM interrupted me because he had to get the grill going. 

I went into my office to get some work done. MM interrupted, needing to know where something was (it was in front of his face on the kitchen counter the entire time). 

Tried getting a run in on the treadmill, MM surprisingly interrupted to let me know he had to leave the house. 

J came at me barely two minutes later, wanting me to watch him practice pitch. 

What is it about headphones in my ears that makes people think, “I’m sure she’s not busy, I’ll interrupt her now”??

Stick a fork in me, I’m done. 

For the rest of the day, I’m going to sit in plain view and do absolutely nothing because I know I won’t get five minutes of peace today no matter how hard I try. So I give up. I’ll wait for tomorrow. 

And, just as I’m typing this, J needs help with his card tricks. 

Mothers intuition.