Day Three
the 4-5ish hours: kittehs decide NOW is the time to swing from the rafters.
6:15am Alarm. Yay. Snooze.
6:24am Alarm. Snooze.
6:33am Alarm. Tell Frog to get dressed. Get distracted by muted infomercial, try to figure out what they're selling.
6:50am Cell phone alarm. Figure out infomercial (still muted) fascination has to do with zombie mode, flick off TV.
6:58am Check email/Facebook/Twitter.
7:23am Realize trip to lala land, scramble for clothes, breakfast. Lamb objects to the entire world.
7:36am Naked on bathroom floor, Lamb still refuses to dress. Dress Lamb.
7:51am Get perturbed at children still eating at 9 minutes to school start.
8:10am Sign Frog in, talk to lunch lady about paying lunch account online.
8:27am Drop Duck and Lamb at daycare. Discuss frayed sanity and DH's return date with caretaker.
9:13am Home. Consider activity choices, settle on notebook transcription, muse over previous thought of completing in single evening.
9:35am Census taker on doorstep. Answer questions.
9:50am Facebook/Twitter/email
10:08am Symphony of Science - We Are All Connected.
10:22am Hear mail truck approach. Load Glee on Hulu before another asshole posts another spoiler. NPH on Glee. Wonder if there'll be a Dr. Horrible homage.
10:48am DUDE THAT WAS AWESOME!!!
11:10am Glee finished. Curse bastard writers for making me misty. Check mail.
11:35am Mail expected still not in box. Check voicemail. Laugh/cringe at #tekx drunk dials. Consider a nice afternoon wallow before the kids get home.
11:42am Twitter/Facebook. Suggest a few bitches remove the sandcastles from their vaginas. Get no love. Marvel at all the whiny people with entitlement issues, spit venom at the assholes widening the divide.
11:48am Return to notebook transcription while pondering INQUIRY and PURSUIT plot issues. Remember having blog post idea, forget subject matter.
11:57am Interrupted by bitchy dog passive aggressively whining under his breath across the room. Watch him meerkat a few times, take dog out.
12:04pm Toss bills on household/computer desk, trudge back to writing desk, navel gaze over state of housework. Remember blog post subject matter, make notes, abandon for now.
12:09pm Return to notebook transcription.
12:35pm [redacted]
1:02pm Break time. Glimpse Fail Whale.
1:07pm [redacted]
2:04pm Give up on [redacted] since it is pissing off kitteh overlords. Considering notebook time, pout over hour being too late to go elsewhere.
2:06pm Twitter check. Decide that if DH kissed [redacted]'s ass any harder, he'd be giving a rimjob.
2:17pm Curse Sirius for "Jenny From The Block" earworm.
2:20pm Return to notebook. Listen to kittehs complain that windowsill is blocked.
2:35pm Get irritated with latest tweet, text rimjob thought to DH. Feel vindicated, know he won't get it.
2:50pm Make note to watch clock. Take break.
3:00pm Deal with [redacted], decide result is good. Curse at bout of hiccups.
3:06pm Frog's bus arrives. Neither sticker nor number, reminder: Splish Splash Day.
3:20pm Return to notebook.
4:01pm Break. Envy kitteh napping on bed.
4:12pm Return to notebook.
4:28pm Notebook transcription finished, OCD tendencies sufficiently stroked to move on writing. Contemplate playlist for INQUIRY/PURSUIT progress.
4:37pm Leave to pick up Duck and Lamb. Curb trash can on way out.
5:43pm Home. Frog, Duck, and Lamb fight over supper choices.
5:49pm Scrawl plot notes for PURSUIT before they're forgotten. Hope any future readers have a boatload of suspension for their disbelief.
6:15pm Lay the smack down on yesterday's troll, bombard with links to reputable news organizations supporting facts, tear apart straw man arguments.
6:25pm Take fruit snacks away from Lamb. Pretty sure than in ensuing crying rant he says mommy will leave him out to be eaten by zombies. Seriously consider calling babysitter and getting out for a few hours.
6:34pm Supper on table. Attempt to eat last of Crawfish Pasta, not really hungry.
7:13pm Supper finished, bedtime started.
7:16pm Invite @ramsey to beat up internet trolls with me.
7:48pm Baths bathed, vitamins taken, teeth brushed, songs sung, kisses kissed, hugs hugged, all heads in bed.
8:00pm ALL NEW MYTHBUSTERS! Waterslide Wipe-Out!
9:01pm Check to make sure Frog, Duck, and Lamb are asleep. Duck and Lamb awake and making trouble.
9:22pm Load V on Hulu. Cuddle with kittehs.
10:13pm Duck and Lamb finally asleep. Still no call from DH. Start to wonder if it's worth doing any damn thing for him anymore.
10:18pm Take dog out, make hot tea, scarf far too many cookies, head to bed.
6:15am Alarm. Yay. Snooze.
6:24am Alarm. Snooze.
6:33am Alarm. Tell Frog to get dressed. Get distracted by muted infomercial, try to figure out what they're selling.
6:50am Cell phone alarm. Figure out infomercial (still muted) fascination has to do with zombie mode, flick off TV.
6:58am Check email/Facebook/Twitter.
7:23am Realize trip to lala land, scramble for clothes, breakfast. Lamb objects to the entire world.
7:36am Naked on bathroom floor, Lamb still refuses to dress. Dress Lamb.
7:51am Get perturbed at children still eating at 9 minutes to school start.
8:10am Sign Frog in, talk to lunch lady about paying lunch account online.
8:27am Drop Duck and Lamb at daycare. Discuss frayed sanity and DH's return date with caretaker.
9:13am Home. Consider activity choices, settle on notebook transcription, muse over previous thought of completing in single evening.
9:35am Census taker on doorstep. Answer questions.
9:50am Facebook/Twitter/email
10:08am Symphony of Science - We Are All Connected.
10:22am Hear mail truck approach. Load Glee on Hulu before another asshole posts another spoiler. NPH on Glee. Wonder if there'll be a Dr. Horrible homage.
10:48am DUDE THAT WAS AWESOME!!!
11:10am Glee finished. Curse bastard writers for making me misty. Check mail.
11:35am Mail expected still not in box. Check voicemail. Laugh/cringe at #tekx drunk dials. Consider a nice afternoon wallow before the kids get home.
11:42am Twitter/Facebook. Suggest a few bitches remove the sandcastles from their vaginas. Get no love. Marvel at all the whiny people with entitlement issues, spit venom at the assholes widening the divide.
11:48am Return to notebook transcription while pondering INQUIRY and PURSUIT plot issues. Remember having blog post idea, forget subject matter.
11:57am Interrupted by bitchy dog passive aggressively whining under his breath across the room. Watch him meerkat a few times, take dog out.
12:04pm Toss bills on household/computer desk, trudge back to writing desk, navel gaze over state of housework. Remember blog post subject matter, make notes, abandon for now.
12:09pm Return to notebook transcription.
12:35pm [redacted]
1:02pm Break time. Glimpse Fail Whale.
1:07pm [redacted]
2:04pm Give up on [redacted] since it is pissing off kitteh overlords. Considering notebook time, pout over hour being too late to go elsewhere.
2:06pm Twitter check. Decide that if DH kissed [redacted]'s ass any harder, he'd be giving a rimjob.
2:17pm Curse Sirius for "Jenny From The Block" earworm.
2:20pm Return to notebook. Listen to kittehs complain that windowsill is blocked.
2:35pm Get irritated with latest tweet, text rimjob thought to DH. Feel vindicated, know he won't get it.
2:50pm Make note to watch clock. Take break.
3:00pm Deal with [redacted], decide result is good. Curse at bout of hiccups.
3:06pm Frog's bus arrives. Neither sticker nor number, reminder: Splish Splash Day.
3:20pm Return to notebook.
4:01pm Break. Envy kitteh napping on bed.
4:12pm Return to notebook.
4:28pm Notebook transcription finished, OCD tendencies sufficiently stroked to move on writing. Contemplate playlist for INQUIRY/PURSUIT progress.
4:37pm Leave to pick up Duck and Lamb. Curb trash can on way out.
5:43pm Home. Frog, Duck, and Lamb fight over supper choices.
5:49pm Scrawl plot notes for PURSUIT before they're forgotten. Hope any future readers have a boatload of suspension for their disbelief.
6:15pm Lay the smack down on yesterday's troll, bombard with links to reputable news organizations supporting facts, tear apart straw man arguments.
6:25pm Take fruit snacks away from Lamb. Pretty sure than in ensuing crying rant he says mommy will leave him out to be eaten by zombies. Seriously consider calling babysitter and getting out for a few hours.
6:34pm Supper on table. Attempt to eat last of Crawfish Pasta, not really hungry.
7:13pm Supper finished, bedtime started.
7:16pm Invite @ramsey to beat up internet trolls with me.
7:48pm Baths bathed, vitamins taken, teeth brushed, songs sung, kisses kissed, hugs hugged, all heads in bed.
8:00pm ALL NEW MYTHBUSTERS! Waterslide Wipe-Out!
9:01pm Check to make sure Frog, Duck, and Lamb are asleep. Duck and Lamb awake and making trouble.
9:22pm Load V on Hulu. Cuddle with kittehs.
10:13pm Duck and Lamb finally asleep. Still no call from DH. Start to wonder if it's worth doing any damn thing for him anymore.
10:18pm Take dog out, make hot tea, scarf far too many cookies, head to bed.
posted by wlturland at
7:33 AM
1 Comments:
I got the text. Thought about calling, but if the text was any indication, didn't figure it would be a helpful conversation to either of us. I am actually capable of being angry and also deciding that the best idea at the time is to ignore its source and cool off.
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