Laden with Thoughts

Important announcement! It’s 3pm, and I’ve had it with the girdle. There’s some discomfort, and also some chafing.

Damn you, Phish Food… damn you.

Totally exhausting day. I get the day off on Wednesday, so you’d think I would have had a lovely day playing with the children and bumming around the house. Unfortunately I’ve let all the housework pile up and pile up until the thought of doing laundry or sweeping completely overwhelms me. So, as you can probably imagine, nothing got done today. Liam spent much of the day pushing Maeve off of his toys and onto her head (she’s been crawling for a few weeks and Liam is so resentful that she is suddenly all up in his play area) and Maeve spent much of the day crying and wailing because Liam pushed her off of his toys and onto her head.

It’s been twelve hours of this. Maeve just went to sleep, the precious girl. Liam’s still up watching Curious George and getting into mischief (feeding Seamus cheerios, climbing up bookshelves, demanding dinosaur chicken nuggets instead of the pasta and chicken he was given for dinner).

Wednesdays are made more difficult by the fact that Josh is gone to the office in Boston all day long, and goes straight from work to church for worship team practice. He won’t get home until eleven or so tonight. Being all on my own with two rambunctious (albeit adorable) babies and knowing there’s no relief coming makes the day seem that much more overwhelming.

Sad to say, I look forward to going back to work on Thursdays if only because I know I’ll get a shower, wear decent looking clothes, and talk to grownups during the day - a refreshing change from, “Did you poop? Are you poopie? Did you smear your poop on the wall? No! Don’t smear your poop on Maeve!”

Siiiiiiiiigh.

Twenty more minutes before Liam goes to bed. And all I can think about is the pint of Ben and Jerry’s (Light) Phish Food ice cream in the freezer.

Hey, at least I don’t have to wear a girdle on Wednesdays! Needless to say, I definitely have to wear them on Thursdays after all the ice cream I eat on Wednesday nights…

So… life. Want a quick update?

Our poor Seamus got hit by a car two weeks ago. We have one of those invisible fences in our yard for him, so he wears an electric collar that gives him a shock if he gets too close to the border. We’ve never had a problem, but it turns out that during the first snowstorm of the year the guy who plows our driveway pushed the snow into our yard and sheared the wire (which was buried underground) with the plow. So… fence no worky. So yes, Seamus soon discovered his “luck” and escaped… an hour later he got hit. Actually, he was completely run over by the car, and MIRACULOUSLY he only had a broken rib and bruised lungs. It was a horribly scary night though, and cost us a good deal of money to keep him in the animal hospital for a few days… but we’d never have done anything differently. He’s our first child, our baby. (Even if he is a pain in the ass.) The good news is he’s stealing chicken nuggets out of Liam’s hands again, so we know he’s getting back to normal. Idiot.

Also a subject of some interest (not much interest): I got a new job. The bank I’ve worked at for years was bought out by a CRAPPY BANK and I basically was laid off. Most of the people I loved who worked there have either left voluntarily or have been let go. Luckily I had an amazing boss who told me ahead of time how things were going to be, so I had time to send out my resume and I am now working at a medical facility as a receptionist! Or, as I like to fancy myself, as a “PAM”. Alisa, aren’t you proud?

So yes, that’s life these days… now I will carry on with living my life and be back here in about a month or so. Hehe.

Yeah. Let’s just bypass the whole subject.

Let’s talk about happy things! Like life! And my children! Yay! Happy thoughts!

(As long as you know that I’m actually dying inside. Freakin’ sports.)

So, life. I started a new job last week after being laid off from my previous position at a local bank. The whole situation depressed me at first, because the bank was my favorite place to work and I had worked there for over four years until the company was bought out and new management decided I wasn’t worth keeping. Luckily, I had a brilliant boss who kept me informed and saw the writing on the wall, giving me enough warning to allow me to send out my resume and get an interview at a medical facility even before I was laid off. I got the job and started on Monday. And the best part… I got a call last week from the head of Human Resources at the bank, asking me if I would be interested in interviewing for an administrative assistant position. I was able to call back and inform HR that I had already accepted a job offer from a different company. Such a sweet moment for me. Mwahahaha. So far, so good… the new job is keeping me busy (which I like) and giving me great benefits (which I adore). The only downfall: less time with Liam and Maeve.

Maeve started crawling last week, by the way. She is so strong. I am such a proud Momma.

Also. Liam counts all the time. He’s 2 years old, and he walks around saying “1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6!” Math genius!

(It’s possible I’m overreacting. But I think, as the mother, I’m allowed.)

So anyway. No bad sports news. New job. Great kids. No losing sports teams that I know of. Everything’s just fine.