The lie:
Fine. And yours?
The truth:
- I ruined my son's favorite pullover sweater. Like, I splattered an entire bottle of Fray Chek all over it. (And the bottle's suggestion of using rubbing alcohol didn't work.) He cried. I felt like crap.
- One of my sons was pretty much accused of bullying another boy. When I asked him about it, he genuinely didn't know what I was talking about. I want to say more about this, but I won't.
- Two of my piano students (siblings) quit this week to start up with another teacher. While it is completely legit (as in, they are not leaving me because they think I am inferior), because she lives just around the corner from them and is willing to teach at 7:00 AM so piano doesn't interfere with afternoon sports, this has never happened to me before. I felt (still feel?) rejected, dejected, frustrated and upset.
- To make a very long story short, Ethan came in third place at the spelling bee. While we are VERY proud of him, and it wouldn't have mattered where he placed, the judges screwed up royally. I don't even want to get into it, because it will take too long and it makes my blood boil just thinking about it. But all of the parents around me thought it was completely unfair and said I should fight it. Ugh. Double ugh. Ethan cried and cried. I am furious.
- Soccer began tonight. That means starting today, 3 days a week for the next 6 weeks we have soccer. Add in for the month of April: 3 birthdays, a trip to Hawaii (not for me), spring break, weekend visitors, Ethan's baptism, and planning Enrichment night, and I'm a complete nutcase.
- Don't even ask me about the six loads of laundry I need to do, or the dishes that have been residing by my kitchen sink for over a week now, or the fact that I have made dinner only once this week (every other night has been Fend For Yourself).
Serenity now. Serenity now.
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I'm sorry! I hope it gets better. Let this weekend just soak in and I think you'll start to recover.
The lie.. Great
The truth.. horrible. Sorry you are having a stressful time in your life. hugs
Just take it one day at a time, or better yet one hour at a time.. that is my motto! sorry
Ugh. What a horrible week. Especially where Mama Bear is concerned. I hope things are better next week. I'm with Steph -- let conference soak in this weekend and replenish you.
xoxo
Blah--crappy weeks like this suck. I'm so sorry. Good thing kids are so resilient! It's hard being a mommy and seeing our kids go through so much, sometimes!
Boooo. So sorry.
I'm so sorry things have been sucko-o. And how do you screw up a spelling bee? Am I underestimating the dangers of the Utah accent? I know it's been said by both of us numerous times, but I'll say it again- I wish we lived closer. Good luck and I hope things get better for you.
Great....lie. My week has been pretty sucktacular. Matter of fact--the past three months have been ugly. You better make that the last 2 years.
I hope things get better for you and you have a much better week next week!!
Ugh! I've had a few days like that lately (but not quite as bad as yours). It doesn't seem fair to have so many downers at once. Time for some retail/chocolate therapy!
PS. And send Aidan over any time!
I hope Ethan can get over the spelling bee thing even though you probably never will. I know I never would! I mean, it's bad enough that they so didn't help the kids understand the rules at ALL, but the capitalization thing wasn't even mentioned!!!
That stinks! I am like you and think of all the things that I need to do and get overwhelmed (well, I am assuming by your list that is like you). When I stop and realized each individual task, when it needs to be done and what I can let go of it all works out. Also, I hate when people choose another therapist over me, but I understand it and try not to take it too personally. Good luck
Oh, Erin. Why do things all pile on at once? It happens for me that way, too. Here's hoping for a better week for you.
And furthermore: america. There. No capital.
Ah, Erin... sorry it's been such a stressful week for you.
I wish it wouldn't involve a long plane ride, or I would totally take up those two piano spots imediately.
Hope next week is better. :)
How is it you can still make me laugh even with your bad week? You have such a great way of explaining things. I hope your week gets better. Starting tomorrow. It will be awesome to be Spiritually fed, and then all will be well, right? Good luck with it all, and maybe one day soon you will get to go to Hawaii, yourself.
So sorry Erin. That is a pretty sucky week. Just forget the whole thing and take your stressful month one day at a time. My friend was just released as Enrichment counselor or whatever it is called and she said she finally had to just learn to delegate because it is a very stressful calling. So take her advice.
I'm sorry Erin, I hope next week goes better for you. Hugs.
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