Today is a day to recover from yesterday.
Yesterday, I bicycled to and from work for the second time this week. Eight miles, round trip. I had a stiff head wind going home, so that wasn’t fun. But I did it, and I’m proud of myself.
As I noted in yesterday’s post, I watched my recording of the Royal Wedding with Snookie and her oldest daughter, and Sarah. The “party” started at 8 and ended at 10:30 pm. I don’t think my kids got to bed until close to midnight. Mostly because they wouldn’t go to bed. Today I have cranky kids.
I’m just plain tired. I’d like to be off by myself somewhere. But the kids aren’t letting me. Sarah, in particular wants to go-go-GO! I swear she’s hyperactive, really I do.
John wants to go off to a music thing this evening, which would leave me with the kids. Sarah wants me to do my usual Saturday stop at the coffee shop — of course taking her and her sister with her — or go to Snookie’s church for Game Night. I said no, because of all the crankiness and bickering. I know it will continue if I take them anywhere. Plus I’m tired.
Now Sarah’s mad. Oh well.
Maybe she and her sister (who’s looking at this over my shoulder right now — Rachel, you shouldn’t read over people’s shoulders, it’s rude!) should learn not to wear their mama out with their fighting. Oh well. Again.
It’s time for me to make some supper. It’s egg salad sandwiches tonight. Leftover Easter Eggs put to good use.
If anyone has tips for dealing bickering kids that DOESN’T involve large quantities of duct tape, let me know in the comments.