Friday, September 15, 2017

More Whining

Beautiful morning, just starting to get warm and humid. It's Friday and today is Grandparent's Day at Gibson and Owen's school and now that Gibson is in school we get to have lunch with both boys but an hour apart and it's going to be almost ninety today and...I don't know.
I might just fall apart.
Not because of the lunch which will be fun. I've bought chicken roll-ups at Costco and have Oreo's and fruit and tortilla chips and apple juice to take for the boys and for Mr. Moon and me too, but because I'm just overwhelmed, which- face it- takes about one mosquito more than usual to occur.
A week ago we were all freaking and preparing for doomsday and then we didn't have doomsday but we had all the stress and then the work of trying to put everything back together and then the power came back on and then the AC quit and I'm feeling like a little girl who wants a mommy or a daddy to come and make sure I take my naps and my baths and puts me in clean pajamas at night and has nourishing food to eat, maybe something with rice pudding involved, and why is my house developing strange odors and speaking of, there's something dead out in the yard over near the chicken coop and I'm just so tired, no matter how much I sleep.

Well, I need to go pack lunches and get dressed and get over to the school because Kindergarten eats lunch at 10:52 and we have to check in early to make sure that we're not terrorists (Steve Reed- are you and Dave okay? oh my GOD what sort of world do we live in?) and I know for sure that my boys are going to be so glad to see us and that will help. That will help.
To be loved just for being the grandparents.
And bringing Oreos, of course.

I think I need a backbone transplant. I think I need to pull it together. I think I need to shut up and cowgirl up, cupcake, because this is life and right here, right now, it may feel overwhelming but in reality, it's all just fine.

Happy Friday (or a reasonable facsimile thereof), y'all.

Love...Ms. Moon

14 comments:

  1. I hope you have a wonderful time at both lunches!

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  2. Yes, I agree that usually it's all just fine even tho' it all can easily overwhelm sometimes. You have been thru a lot, enjoy the Grandparent time and eat some extra Oreos, tho' I can't eat them I hear from The Man that it is great comfort food. *winks*

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    1. I go years without eating an Oreo but when I do, I appreciate them.

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  3. Hello Ms Moon, I'm here reading and couldn't comment during Irma because my daughter is in Bradenton and we were holding our breaths . . . but she is fine and I think you will be too, today. But I know, know about one more mosquito bite (we don't have many mosquitos here but whatever) pushing you into overwhelm. Hang in there and be kind to yourself. Becky

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    1. Thank you, Becky. I have been very kind to myself today, spending the afternoon with my beloved old sewing machine and scraps of cloth.

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  4. Hang in there cupcake. As soon as you grab those boys and munch on an Oreo and some chips you will feel a bit more chipper. Tho without AC I'd be having issues. Enjoy big time and then maybe go to the lake and float.

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    1. Saved by the repairman! Lord, how grateful I am. (The Oreos were good too.)

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  5. "I'm just so tired, no matter how much I sleep."

    I know this feeling intimately right now. Also, we are the same person; all that anxiety is all about showing up. It'll be fine a minute after you get there, and then you can come home and read and do nothing else except maybe drink martinis for the rest of the day.

    I hope you have fans, or that the night gets cool.

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    1. Yes. We are psychic sisters or blood sisters or some kind of sisters. I don't know. But it does seem as if we are so much alike that it's a bit eerie sometimes. Or as you say- same person. Just different universes? Don't ask me. I just love you.

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  6. 10:52? That's an odd time.

    I think you should be kinder to yourself.

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    1. Right? They have these lunch times programmed to the second. Get 'em in, get 'em out. But they also serve breakfast and there are many students so I understand the need for a schedule.

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  7. I think people who know us (collectively) would be shocked to learn how often we're faking it; putting one foot in front of the other just to march in place. That in itself can be exhausting.

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    1. I believe many of us are very, very good actors.

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