Pieces of Me

Thursday, August 9, 2012

No 30–Day 12

Today is a complete blur.  Just a tough day – I’m tired, sleeping with my children is never fun – and my boy talks in his sleep.  I’m not at home, away from my husband.  We spent the entire day at a water park yesterday and then took the kids to the mall.  I think we are officially crazy.
We got up and had breakfast – I ate some leftover Egg Pie.  We spent the morning chatting, packing, and getting ready to leave.  We stayed around for lunch.  Everyone but myself had a baked potato.  I had a salad and some venison sausage.  Stayed on track. 
We loaded up about noon and headed out.  We stopped at Starbucks for a pick me up (I’m ready to get back home and sleeping) and were off. 
We drove until we needed gas.  We made it all the way to Belton.  We gassed up, took a potty break and got some snacks.  By this point in our trip, I am so exhausted that *I* need something to wake me up.  What comes to my mind?  SUGAR!  Since I can’t tolerate corn (and trying to travel is even crazier thought) I found a Throw Back Pepsi.  And a mini pecan pie.  The kids actually chose Belly Washers (which isn’t the best thing, but it’s better than soda) and each a little treat – C chose a cherry pie and H choose Reese’s Minis.  We loaded back up and headed home.  I knew I was going to crash, but I really need the sugar high to get me home.  It worked.  We made it home (took the Toll from Round Rock to 71) and even missed traffic.  As soon as we got home,  I crashed.  I could feel it coming.  But I didn’t have a choice.  A dear friend’s mom passed away suddenly this week, and I offered to help her in any way I could once I was home so I loaded the kids back up, and we went to her house to babysit the little ones while everyone attended the visitation, etc.  I don’t regret helping, but I do regret feeding myself and my children.  Life goes on, but it is the gentle reminder that I have to plan.
Stephen ended up bringing us CFA – a had 1/2 a chicken salad sandwich and an Arnold Palmer to drink. 
We were home between 10:00 and 10:30 pm.  All exhausted. 
Tomorrow will be a better day.


Crazy Bricks said...

Yes, we are officially Crazy! Why is having fun so exhausting?