We were organised and ready for school on time with relatively little screaming. I even mucked around with the kids while they were getting dressed. No one was crying when I left school. Mr 5 even carried his own lunch bag into the classroom!
I had an appointment at 3:30 then gym at 4:30 so I had to have snacks ready to take with us. Quickly came home from work to get changed before getting the kids from school. We made it to the chiropractor with time to spare, they played nicely in the waiting area and picked up the toys without much persuasion when it was time to go. We got to the gym early so I actually had time to do my "weekly" measurements! Smashed my workout then got the kids their happy meals, as promised (I cooked my own chicken and chips). Let them watch TV while I had a shower and ate my dinner, then suddenly it was 8pm and they hadn't had baths... but we made that a bit of a game and got ready for bed without arguing. Even though it was almost 9pm by the time I left big girl's room, I wasn't stressing and cranky. Probably cos it's Friday... They won't sleep in tomorrow though!
I have plans to get this dump of a house cleaned up over the weekend. And I will actually do it! It looks like a major bender happened here... for a month... there's probably a random stoner sleeping on my couch and I don't even know! (It's ok, I'm joking, I'd know!)
Even though I know the ratbags will mess it all up in no time, it needs to be done. We need to start some new habits and declutter our lives. I don't want them to grow up without responsibility or respect for their things. They have too much "stuff" and they just don't appreciate it, because they don't have to earn it. They aren't given everything they ask for, but they do have a lot more than I ever had as a kid. Maybe that's because of the cheap throw away world we live in, and maybe it's because I don't want them to feel "poor" like I did. And maybe I'm just trying to make up for the shit they've been through.
Miss 7 did learn a valuable lesson the other day. Her tablet had been left in a back pack on the floor... of course I'd told her several times to pick it up or it would get broken... well, guess what was broken.... the tablet of course! Screen is shot. Looks like it was dropped or stood on.... she was beside herself "I love the tablet and now I can't play my games" "I'm sorry I've wasted your money mummy" It was a cheap and nasty tablet so it's not the end of the world. Surprisingly I didn't even get mad!! But I did take the opportunity to do the "that's why I told you not to leave it on the floor" speech.... let's see if it has any lasting effects!
So somehow my shitty start to the week turned out to be not so bad in the grand scheme of things. It usually goes that way - I let things build up to cyclonic proportions, shit gets thrown everywhere, then the sun comes out and I get on with my life. (that metaphor was gonna be so much cooler...)
My point is, you can't stay down forever. There's good and bad, highs and lows with everything in life. You can choose to sit on the pity train and go round in circles, or you can make a change. Change is never easy. It's scary! But being stuck somewhere that you're just not happy is not living!
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