Overwhelmed.

There are too many things that ‘need doing’ lately – from cleaning up my bedroom to clearing out the wilderness that’s our backyard to putting away laundry to vacuuming to.. oh, god, the list is endless.

If I had a secret stash of cash (ha!) I’d go away for a week, on vacation to someplace cool and relaxing, and in my absence I’d hire someone to get absolutely everything back in line, back in order, tidied up and neat, and then I’d return and go back to living normally.

This isn’t likely to happen, is it?

It seems that all I’m capable of doing is making a small dent in each task. Some of it is just due to the “heavy lifting” factor – with my shoulder/neck randomly causing problems, I’m trying to avoid tempting fate. Some of it is due to the time/interruption factor (I get started, the kids appear, I re-start, the kids appear, I re-start my re-start and the kids appear).

Where the hell are my magical elves?

7 comments

  1. Kitty’s avatar

    oh gosh – I share your pain.

    come bring your kids swimming. You can watch while *I* do my stuff. Then the next day, you can just drop them off for a couple of hours!

    Seriously. It would work!

    1. violet’s avatar

      I DO think this would work! Today isn’t good, but as long as you have a shady spot for me to lounge (due to new tattoos after tonight!) I’m IN!

      1. Kitty’s avatar

        My yard and pool area is designed for shade. For years, I could not use the pool. But then, spring of 2008 I bought (despite hubby’s protestations) 2 of those offset umbrellas.

        Presto – Shade on the deck. Shade in the pool. Shade shade shade.

        Now we can swim no matter what the time of day!

  2. Andrew’s avatar

    I’m confused. You say the list is endless… you mean there are actually some lists that END? Other than grocery lists (and their ends only last a week at MOST)? Hah – I don’t believe it. Not one bit.

    I think your gnomes are preventing the elves from getting in.

  3. Dave’s avatar

    Magical elves and garden gnomes are bitter enemies. You’ve brought this on yourself!

  4. Sylvain’s avatar

    I think the bunnies ate the elves. The gnomes told them to.

    1. Dave’s avatar

      It works that way. The gnomes are devious little bastards, and the rabbits are their cat’s paw.

      I’m still puzzled over the backyard issue. From the time I was about the age of MO, my dad would gather up my brothers and myself, point out back, and say “I don’t want to see anything but assholes and elbows” before sending us out to weed and trim for the rest of day. I mean, aren’t tedious chores the reason to have kids in the first place?

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