My mom is still in the hospital, my kids are still sick and I have turned into the Cruella version of myself. I am NOT complaining, I am simply just stating the facts.
Today, I am seriously
cranky, undealable sleep deprived. While I was trying to feel motivated to do all the things I had to do, I couldn’t find the strength. Iliana decided to keep us awake from 03:00 am until 05:30 am, then she finally let us sleep at around 05:45 am, only to give Yiannis the pleasure of waking us up at 06:00 am (I sometimes miss the sound of the alarm, at least back then I was able to sleep until 06:45 – UNINTERRUPTED).
While I was
arguing debating with Yiannis on how many Mickey Mouse Clubhouse they were allowed to watch, I drank my cup of coffee in the lovely company of my kids who were fighting over the number of smarties each was entitled to eat. I tried to practice selective deafness as Larry suggested but the sleep deprived, cranky part got in the way. I was too exhausted to even think straight.
After walking Benny and feeding the kids breakfast (other than smarties) I literally dragged myself to the kitchen sink and started washing the 1kg of fresh spinach I bought at the farmers market the day before. While I was daydreaming of summer and thoroughly washing leaf by leaf I suddenly felt my slippers getting wet. I looked down on the floor, only to realize that the whole kitchen floor was flooded with water. SHIT.
While I was mopping the floor and cleaning the mess I was trying to force myself to remain calm and positive (seriously?). I felt more like a volcano about to erupt. Please let my kids sense the ‘danger’ and avoid me for the next hour or so (preferably day or so, but who has this luxury?).
Half a minute later Yianni showed up, gave me the now-she-has-completely-lost-it look and asked me the million dollar question:
Mom, will we make the homemade play dough ALREADY??
I will let you imagine the rest
Until next time,