Good Evening all. Welcome to the Monday edition of Chaos from the Keyboard, how was your weekend? Did you survive this horrid heatwave? Did you get anything, no matter how small, knocked off your to-do list? Did you take any kind of enjoyment out of the weekend? Yes… No… Maybe So? Yeah, me either.
I survived the weekend, but not without a now massive countdown to both the Gremlin and husband going back to normal (or in this house) normalish schedules. Hence the reason it has taken me damn near all day to try to write this post, and while most would have sucked it up and said there is always tomorrow…. No there isn’t because tomorrow I have a hundred other things to-do.
But here is the current “able to breathe moment/ realization”. A week from Friday is registration and the 6th, he returns to school and I return to semi quiet during the day. Hubby’s work, on the other hand, can’t decide from one minute to the next if they are or aren't working weekends. With school returning, it's an almost guarantee they will go back to working every or every other weekend without fail. Which allows me to do what I do best, manage a household by the number of players on the field.
Now on with the show, we have a new addition to the wildlife that has taken up residency on the property. A raccoon. Yes, an actual raccoon. She (I have seen babies with her) decided to raid my dog’s, Major, food. Now from time to time one of the outdoor cats will get in the bag, but never a Raccoon.
And because apparently I’m writing a YA rom-com subplot with a side of trash panda magic, it left three shiny little “gifts” in the bag like some unhinged woodland offering or trade. Respect the hustle, but girl, really? Though it was one of the missing sockets, a bad terminal we just replaced, and a wrench. I have no idea where this wrench came from, it's not one of our brands from any of the sets.
There there was the two legged chaos that has me in a constant state of “am I dreaming or did that actually just fucking happen?”
Let’s dive in shall we. Due to the overwhelming high temps this weekend, the rest of the grass has not been mowed. And the tree on the garage still remains. Almost to the point of doing it my damn self but will definitely need a second set of hands. I had to fix the washer because it decided it wasn’t going to engage the lock for the lid. Easy fix but not when you didn’t know for two days it was sticking. Hubby was supposed to be handling that.
Gremlin has been on a “only one movie from each service” kick. Netflix- Klause…. Disney- Parent Trap (Lindsey Lohand).... And the old DVR- Pride and Prejudice (Kera Knightly) but only after watching the first 15 minutes of every movie until we get there. Which happens to be a pain in the ass because sometime last week the remote died and is no longer being detected by the DVR… And that was only Saturday and Sunday.
Today… Well… Hubby didn’t get up on time for work, so he left late. Couldn’t do much around the house because Ares was on the war path. Add that to a caffeine-fueled to-do list, a house that still looks like a disaster movie in Act II, and the creeping dread that my blog still wasn’t written... and boom. Welcome to Monday’s twisted little sequel.
But it wasn’t all bad. I had a long overdue conversation with an old friend, the kind that clears cobwebs and resets your inner compass. Turns out, I’m not crazy. (Well... not for the reasons I thought.)
So here I am. Covered in plot holes, powered by iced coffee and spite, crawling toward productivity or at this point in the evening my bed. I still have a blog post to polish, a story prompt to finish, and a raccoon with main character energy who may or may not be my new familiar.
Plot twist? Nah. Just another Monday.
And for right now thats all I have. Catch me tomorrow as I catch you up on the rest of the story….
Be Brave, Be Bold, Always Stay Humble
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