Monday, November 4, 2013

Life Altering Sameness

Life is good.

Life is good.

Life is good.

That's my new mantra. For the past week or so, my mantra has been a count down to Monday. 5 more days. 5 more days...

Change is coming Monday... 4 more days. 4 more days...

After Monday, things will be easier... 3 more days. 3 more days...

After Monday, I will have time... 2 more days. 2 more days...

Monday is going to be life altering... 1 more day...

Monday came...

and Monday went...

and nothing changed.

I looked at my husband,

my husband looked at me.

I glared at my husband and started lining up alibis. He swore he had nothing to do with it. Or, well, not much...

Hang my head, breath a sigh, and put my big girl panties on. I can do this. Just a little bit longer.

We finish the Goofy One's homework and mark off our visual schedules chore by chore, task by task.
"Did you eat supper?"
Goofy: yes.
Girl: solemn look and a vigorous nod.
"Did you put your dish in the sink?"
Goofy: Yes.
Me: *raised eyebrow*
Goofy: OH! *runs off to do it*
Girl: solemn look and a vigorous nod.
Me: *raised eyebrow and a glance at the table*
Girl: *looks at the table* OH! *runs off to do it*
Little moments.

It's bed time. baths have been had, teeth have been brushed, all little creatures smelling of shampoo and lavender, Alex is arguing with me over bedtime again, "No wan' to. No wan' to." Little moments.

The Goofy Child and the Girl engaging in a shushing fight that looks like it may turn bloody without intervention when I flip off the lamp and settle in for a long wait. The Girl rolls over and hugs my hip, "Mawmaw?" Yes! Mawmaw! "Yes, Mawmaw's here. Go to sleep." Little moments that tell me Life Is Good.

The little moments are life altering.

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