Today was supposed to be super easy. Plans change.
It should have been an “easy” day at work, but it was not. I should have got up and ran in the morning, but because it was -9 degrees with the wind chill, I tried to cram in a run on the treadmill during my lunch break. (I have not run on a treadmill in over a year and it was surprisingly nice.) I thought Mark was getting out of work early ( less than 10 hours.) Half way through the day, I found out he was working late (more than 10 hours.) Mark working late is a fact of life, but today was Sully’s Christmas concert, and he would not make it home in time for the concert or the pre-concert “fun.”
Based on my calculations, by the time I left work, picked up the kids and got home, I would have about one hour in order to cook and serve dinner to three kids, make frosting and frost a dozen cupcakes, get us all toiletted, dressed, and don our winter gear in time to leave for the concert. This would be no simple task.
When I left work, I called my sister-in-law and told her I was on my way and asked if she would get the littles ready to go so that I could pull a ‘grab and go’. This small thing would seriously save me a good 15 minutes. For real. (Is it spring yet?) Although I was thankful to have the extra time, it meant I had to miss my absolute favorite time of the day. As soon as I walk in the door, my little (nonverbal) Colin walks right to his coat and takes it to my sister-in-law to put on him because he knows it is time to go home. I had to miss that today. Sigh.
I was seriously in and out of my sister-in-laws in 3 minutes flat and then it was on to pick up Brady from latchkey, which always proves to be more difficult than it should be. We still managed to get in and out relatively quickly and it was back in the van again. It was then that I had my talk. Anytime that I am under stress I do two things. 1. I promise myself that I will not be short with the kids just because I am stressed and 2. I have a talk with the kids. Today I told them that we had very little time to get ready for the concert so I needed for them to do one thing for me; I needed them to follow directions the very first time that I asked them. They promised they would. I only had to remind them of their promise 10 times and myself of my own promise about the same.
We had breakfast for dinner so there were zero complaints. The cupcakes were frosted with 15 minutes to spare. It is a good thing I clean up fast. We made it on time and had a great time watching Sullivan in his first concert. By the time we got home, Mark STILL was not home from work so it was a super fast bath and bedtime routine and then finally time for this mom to hang up her super cape, ignore the mess in the kitchen (the whole house really), and have some much deserved rest (and possibly a cocktail.)