Let me start by saying this picture has nothing to do with this post other than it shows FRUSTRATION….
- Woke up to dirt chunks all over my house where ever my 15 year old walked this morning before school, there was hunks of dirt.
- Dishes piling so high you couldn’t see my faucet, they weren’t there when I went to bed.
- Laundry piles left from yesterday the boys hadn’t put away.
So I decide as soon as I am done working in the kindergarten class, I would come straight home and clean. I did just that came home started the dishwasher, hand washed the rest, cleared my counter tops of week of clutter, put that glass surface stove top wax stuff on the stove, wiped down the refrigerator, dusted the family room….. Then I VACUUMED, oh how I love to vacuum, I was super happy, enjoying myself… I mopped the kitchen and entry, the house smelled of Pinesol and looked beautiful….
- Then I notice the older boys didn’t make their bed, that’s a deal breaker in this house, if you don’t make your bed you don’t get dessert or snacks in the evening {hey it works for the most part}… I then look over at a certain 15 year olds bed and let’s say the quilt was pulled up in an attempt to “make the bed”, but it actually made me madder at his sloppiness, and the fact that he would even think I would except it.
- I then get a phone call from that same 15 year olds biology teacher informing me that he has to stay after for detention in her class…. Apparently the little dear didn’t do his homework and so he was required to stay after and finish in her class for 1/2 the credit…. He did do math homework yesterday, but never mentioned a word about biology….
So when the kids all arrive home from school I get everyone started on homework, and head out to church to continue on with the never ending hallway murals…. I try to call my hubby for a good ol’ pep talk {he is so good at those and calming my spirit when I am feeling rage}… He didn’t answer…. Oh well deal with it right….
- get to the church don’t even have my paint brushed dipped in paint and my cell phone rings… “Mom, can I go over to Nate’s? He really wants me too” my reply, “No I am painting and today won’t work” his reply, “but can’t you just come home and take me” “NO, I said NOT TODAY” {sheeeeez}
- I call home to make sure the certain said, 15 year is still doing homework {he was} for my 13 year old to tell me “Mom, the 5 year old and 9 year old have been terrible, they have been shooting peanuts out of Slurpee straws across the house, they knocked down a dining room chair, and a whole bunch of your decorations fell from the top of your hutch” “WHAT”… those that know my boys, won’t believe this, even I don’t, this is not their typical “boy” behavior… they are NOT rowdy kids???
So as I am driving home feeling even more frustrated than when I left…. I am envisioning ALL the work I did this morning destroyed… and I decide then and there that as soon as they eat dinner the two little ones are going STRAIGHT to bed {punishment}….
Dinner is over at 6:15 {it is already dark out} I tell them to brush their teeth, put pajamas on and get in bed, and if I heard one peep out of there room BIG trouble…. To which the 9 year old says, “what if a cats makes a noise”??? UGHHHHHHHHHH I want to scream….
- Still up at 6:40, taking their sweet time, the 9 year old says… “We need a shower or bath, we played outside” my reply, “too bad” He then starts crying saying “but I am itchy” me: “TOO BAD” the sobs come even harder.
- He then starts making throw up noises as he is getting himself so worked up he is about the spew his Taco Bell {I cheated on dinner}…. HE DIDN’T {thank goodness}
I tell him he has exactly one minute to get in bed and STOP his CRYING…
I am so glad it’s 7:09 pm and no sound is coming from their room, and that same 15 year old is still sitting here at the table doing his homework {since 2:30} he did stop long enough to eat Taco Bell….
I am glad this day is done….
WOW. I am exhausted just reading this…and I thought I had a rough day. Bless. I really hope tomorrow is better for you and your family!!
{sidenote: I am glad my home isn’t the only one with chaos!! Makes me feel better. }
~ Kellie ~
Sorry to hear about your day…Since you were so happy while cleaning, would you like to come over and do mine next??
Elise
One of those days huh? I have piles around here and don’t have any excuse. It’s just me and the two dogs, but that is the problem. Too much by myself time and lonliness doesn’t help my motivation. I hope you have a better day today and a blessed weekend.
HA! we are all with you girl! You write so well Jenny! I think U R the Erma Bombeck of Lodi! now PRINT what you wrote and put it in that ‘said 15 year old’s’ scrap/baby book! it will be priceless when HE is a dad, and his wife (yup, they do come along!) will LOL and marvel at your attention to hilarious detail (Like cheating w/ Taco Bell!)
Carry on you brave mom! WE are behind you 108% The painting 4 the church looks GREAT and will really be appreciated verrry soon!
Thank GOD we don’t know when those TOUGH days are coming…otherwise we wouldn’t get out of BED…and yet in the years to come your very boys who drive you @(^$%@%(#) crazy will arise and say what an AWESOME mom they had…and it will be oh so true! Warmly and in the trenches with you Jen…Cathy Huckaby
My heart goes out to you. I remember those days well, but believe it or not I miss them. My three are all grown up, married and have children of their own. One is almost 600 miles away, one is on another continent and the third is in a group home learning to be independent.
Yes, I remember those days-and I miss them.
My Jenny! My heart is aching for you. Dirt CLUMPS?! Aweful!! Dishes? Blech! Detention? At lease the school can inflict punishment of some sort! Homework? You’re preaching to the choir on this one!! Taco Bell? Thank God for Taco Bell!! Hahaha! Hope you slept well. I think I’ll go take a nap. You’ve exhausted me! Love to you!!
Hey Jenny! Sorry for your bad day, but I just HAD to chuckle, I’ve been having those days too! I was just emailing Rox about one the other day, and wondered if everyone’s day goes like that! She emailed me back about her night and it was just as bad as mine! Yah, we’re all there with you- hope it makes you feel better knowing that!
~Sherri
I am shocked about the peanuts and straw thing… WOW! I am curious – did the other 15 year old tell you the truth about his after school detention… or did he say it was Math tutoring?
I only have 1 boy to deal with. Hang in there mom!
Hopefully you have had some very nice evenings since this post.
heehee.. I bet I can guess which 15 year old youre talking about!!! You go girl. Your parenting and all that you do for EVERONE inspires me!!!
Bless your heart! I can sit here and laugh about your boys because mine are all grown up.
About days like this, Dr. Dobson says “just get through them” and it will be better tomorrow.
Hi Jenny ~ I found your blog from Emilie at Bunch of Scrap! I love your blog and I’ve added it to my favorites, if that ok. Then I can come back and visit often!
I’m so glad my kids are grown (18 and 20), but I do remember the days of the fighting!
Stop by and visit when you have time (in your VERY busy schedule).
Hugz,
Michele
Are you sure you are not in my house? Sounds just like my days! *giggle* How blessed we are to have such challenges every day – at least that’s what I tell myself!
Just found your blog and love it!
Susan in SC
So glad that i am not the only one who thinks her children are a pain in the butt!!
I think that the no snack idea if bad not made is brilliant!!
My email is on the fritz! Crappy! So, I was just respondin 4 days late. I am going to mail your pkg tomorrow.
I am so excited and I hope that you really love it!!!
Talk you you soon.