Monday, January 26, 2009
Xanax...where is my XANAX!!!!
I am so tired, and overwhelmed, I just ...just got home from the grocery store, went straight there with Mom afterwork...it is 8:28... Me, Mom and Noah, at the grocery store for almost 3 hours.... My back is killing me...i am not even grouchy, just numb. Poor mom has gotten so slow, she can barely move and she took her medication before i picked her up, not good. I was supposed to put up the Christmas stuff tonight but I am exhausted and Noah still needs a bath...has NO clean underwear which means that I need to do a load of his clothes. My wrist is killing me and i swear it is from texting on my ancient phone, I am so not current with stuff it completely surprises me that I am doing this blog but I feel like it is an outlet. Noah is content for now playing with some video game or something he found in his toybox, he has no idea what it is and is just pushing buttons but if it gives me 20 minutes of time to just let my mind settle down i will take it however i get. Sometimes i feel like a terrible mom because i just want to find a corner somewhere dark, take a pillow and a blanket and hide, just for a little while... I know I know, we all need a little quite time. It was so fricken hot in the grocery store i swear i was going to have a damn heat stroke, and of coures halfway through the store i have to pee...and of course all of a sudden Noah does to, I was scared to leave my mom alone but i REALLY had to go and ended up pinching it from aisle 2, all the way to aisle 8 where the restrooms are, I figured as slow as mom moves, leaving her in the produce section, no way would she be done before me... I make it, with sweatbeads on my forehead to the restroom screaming at Noah to go to the handicap stall and he proceeds to go before me, I almost passed out! I finally couldnt take it anymore and literally pushed him out of the way so i could sit down, at this point i had not a care in the world if he tinkled on the toilet... I know, I am not well but you do what you have to do so you don't walk around in the grocery store in wet pants right? gotta go...the saga will continue soon....
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