Blogging my day. Part 2. I’m not blogging with my thumbs anymore so there really isn’t any excuse for typos. Not that that’s going to make any difference.
In part 1 I ended my post because I had to go into the store to fill up our 5, 5 gallon water jugs. Nothing interesting happened while the bottles filled but on the way home we were stopped at a traffic light and there was this sports car next to us with two younger guys in it. The driver did this little I-am-pretty-much-the-coolest-guy-ever skid thing to impress his friend, I guess, and Kait rolled her eyes just as the driver looked over at us and he busted out in an embarrassed laugh and then Kait started laughing and it was so much funnier than it sounds now that I’m am writing it out.
Then we drove the rest of the way home.
Then the kids ate lunch.
12:45pm – I picked up the kitchen a little but it doesn’t look any different because as I was cleaning it my kids were messing it up. Trying to clean with children in the house is like trying to brush your teeth while eating Oreos. I made that quote up. No, not really. That was a lie. I saw it on Pinterest. I really wish I made it up though.
1:00pm I put the letter I wrote to Rabbit at 2 in the morning in the mail. That’s what I do now when I can’t sleep. I write Rabbit letters. He’s been gone 3 days now and I’ve written 3 letters. I’m very tired.
1:01pm – Took the medicine for the pain in my right thigh that I apparently need physical therapy for but have to wait weeks for the referral. Also, I have a headache so hopefully the pain meds will work for that too.
1:35pm – To make a long story short, our local filtered water dispenser machine was out of order so a few days ago we had to buy 4 dozen water bottles so we didn’t have to drink the putrid Jacksonville water that comes out of our tap. What ended up happening was 48 half filled water bottles everywhere. On the counters. On the table. On the porch. In the garage. Under the couch. Behind the Computer. In the pantry. In the dishwasher. In the bathroom. In the hamper… You get what I’m saying, right?
I don’t remember where I was going with this. My head still hurts.
1:40pm – I just now made a letter writing station in the corner of our bar counter so that we can easily mail Rabbit letters. The station includes cards, envelopes, his address, pens, and stamps. If any of you who know him want to send him a package or letter or anything let me know and I’ll give you his mailing address on the boat. He’d love to hear from everybody – it can get pretty lonely out there.
1:45pm – I’m sitting here wondering if there supposed to be a space between the time and the pm or am? Would it be 1:45pm or 1:45 pm? I would ask Google I don’t feel like it.
1:54pm – Taking construction toys apart. I swear I spend about 2 hours a day prying wooden pegs out of holes for Jesse. It’s reminiscent of Matthew and his Lego people’s arms. I would do Lego arm reattachment surgery at least 10 times a day. Now that Matthew can do the surgery on his own he doesn’t need me anymore. This is sad to me.
2:05pm – Why do my leg and head still hurt?
I’m realizing that I am having a very boring day.
I’m going to post this now. I’ll be back later, I suppose, as there is so much more day left. Maybe something interesting will happen.
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