The Weekend
Jan. 29th, 2007 01:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ste_noniSaturday was a fun day. We got up and went to the beach first thing. Joe wanted to go surfing and he left on Sunday and will be gone during the week for the next four weeks (he's home on and off between trips.) Anyway, the beach was beautiful and empty. But, the lack of sun meant the sand fleas were out and I got totally bitten. I hate those things so much because they itch for like a week. We went back to the beach in the afternoon so Joe could surf some more. The waves were better and there were no fleas this time. Ellie had a great time walking on Joe's surfboard, chasing birds, and watch people play ball.
Sunday was definitely not a day of rest. I dropped Joe off at the airport in the morning. When I got home, the total messiness of the house hit me. I miss so much having a house where everything was in its place. I know I'm just going to have to accept that it will be messy for a few years, but it's really hard and goes against my grain. I ended up washing, folding, and ironing laundry for hours. In between all that, I got out Ellie's next size of clothes. Still too big for her, but she's getting close to fitting into 18-24 months stuff. I ended up feeling like a bad mom - I felt like I had to get the laundry done. It won't get done during the week, especially with Joe gone. But I know Ellie felt I was ignoring her and I feel bad about that. I let her dig out all the toys from the put-away toys container and she liked that, but of course, it just made more mess for me to clean up. And the laundry's still not done - two more loads to fold and put away, plus I should do some diapers tonight. Can't leave those for too long.
I hope I get that job because if I do, I'm totally taking some of the money and paying someone else to clean my house and do my laundry. I just hate the fact that I can never relax in my own home. And I hate it when Ellie wants attention and I can't/won't give it to her. Id love to take her for ice cream, but I've lost 4 pounds since last week. I have enough willpower not to eat, but it's too hard when it's right there in front of me. Maybe we will do something fun tonight. I miss her.
Sunday was definitely not a day of rest. I dropped Joe off at the airport in the morning. When I got home, the total messiness of the house hit me. I miss so much having a house where everything was in its place. I know I'm just going to have to accept that it will be messy for a few years, but it's really hard and goes against my grain. I ended up washing, folding, and ironing laundry for hours. In between all that, I got out Ellie's next size of clothes. Still too big for her, but she's getting close to fitting into 18-24 months stuff. I ended up feeling like a bad mom - I felt like I had to get the laundry done. It won't get done during the week, especially with Joe gone. But I know Ellie felt I was ignoring her and I feel bad about that. I let her dig out all the toys from the put-away toys container and she liked that, but of course, it just made more mess for me to clean up. And the laundry's still not done - two more loads to fold and put away, plus I should do some diapers tonight. Can't leave those for too long.
I hope I get that job because if I do, I'm totally taking some of the money and paying someone else to clean my house and do my laundry. I just hate the fact that I can never relax in my own home. And I hate it when Ellie wants attention and I can't/won't give it to her. Id love to take her for ice cream, but I've lost 4 pounds since last week. I have enough willpower not to eat, but it's too hard when it's right there in front of me. Maybe we will do something fun tonight. I miss her.