We've just returned from being holed up in Ramseur while the kitchen's been destroyed, floors brought up and cabinets placed in other rooms! Nothing like a little snow and ice to get in our way - delaying the plumber and the contractor, making our hill of a driveway pretty much IMPOSSIBLE to carry two small children up without sliding (I'm looking at you David) let alone drive up.
Today marks day THREE of schools closed due to weather. Nevermind this weather event happen FIVE days ago and the high today is in the 50s. After a really fun weekend with the whole family, playing in the snow, hanging out at the Asheboro Walmart and counting our blessings that we had an empty house to crash in during all this madness, I had about all I could take yesterday of being in the house with two kids. One who refused to sleep in his portable crib and had provided his parents with oh about three hours of sleep the night before. And the other had enough- she had no interest in getting outside and playing. The snow had worn out it's welcome. I think the cable television's selection of cartoons were starting to bore her. So we came home, sure she would go to school today and I could start making some resemblance of our normal routine.
Instead of school, I'm grateful my in-laws have Lila for the day so I can run errands, clean, do some laundry go to the gym and take a nap.
I'm in a much better place about the disaster in our house than I was last night. Last night I just cried. But it was loud from the blowers. Lila was so scared when we first walked in. Plastic was covering the dining room and kitchen - we had to open a plastic door to the kitchen with a zipper and maneuver our body's inside. It was very E.T. There was no place to sit and watch LOST so we stood for the first 30 minutes, both too tired to watch the whole thing. Today I can get to my fridge, although it's in the den. And I can get to some baby food because man can this kid EAT.
There are a lot of times in my life I really wish I was more type A, more of a clean freak, more of a control freak, more of a freak than I already am. Wish I cared more about the pile of clean laundry that needs to be ironed, wish I could control the dust bunnies that are getting loose all over my floors, wish I had an organized pantry., etc. This month is not going to be one of those times.
