Is admiting that on some level it makes me really really angry when I can only get a fraction of the things done that I need to get done. I've blogged about it before.
Today started out with an emergency dentist visit for my son, who had a crumbling and loose baby tooth. He ended up having it pulled, and it came out in four pieces. The dentist said it was cracked due to some sort of trauma, but that the tooth had also been in the process of dissolving. Or course for me, this conjures us creepy images of the Senator dissolving, on the first X-Men movie. Eeeeew. E was brave though, and I bought him a deck of Pokemon cards to reward him for his bravery whilst getting the shot.
Buying a kid who has painful dental work done a present is a family tradition that goes back to when I was a kid, and my mom did the same for me. I remember one particularly charming rubber ball, patterned in red, yellow, blue and white. It was bouncy and cute and going to the toy store after my dentist visit was a treat that helped me cope better.
When we got home, I came in to find a broken thermostat. One of the girls had been doing high kicks (just to see if she could!) and of course had whacked the thing right off the wall. It was broken clean in two. But thank God for small mercies, the part with the big wad of mercury in it was still intact, so no mercury spill today.
So I bagged up the broken parts, and went to Lowe's to try and find another one just like it, so I could just screw the front part on without having to mess with WIRING!
I made my purchase, bought furnace filters at Walmart, and then headed home, only to discover that no, the thermostat only is identical from the OUTSIDE, (where it counts???). Internally, very much different. So, with much fear and trepidation, I took the back plate off the wall, detached the wires, and installed the new one. I even glanced at the pictures in the directions, which is saying something.
I'm happy to report that I got the thing installed though, and now that the house has cooled down sufficiently for the furnace to kick on again, it has. So at least I know I got it on there correctly. Woo Hoo! First time for that sort of thing.
But all that made me tired. So I sat down to try and type up the kid's assignments, and after an hour of that, realized that I just. don't. have. the. energy. I'm going to make them get their assignments from the big teacher manuals, and be done with writing it all our. Their completed schoolwork is proof enough here in KY that the work's been done. The fact that their assignments are divvied up into 180 lessons is proof enough that we got the school work done and accomplished the requisite number of days for the state's purposes. Not that anyone is ever checking...
And it's hard to admit that I can't do everything. And it makes me MAD sometimes.
There, I said it.