I was beyond thrilled to have my son home from camp last week but having him home also meant the following:
My house is no longer tidy for more than three minutes at a time. Each time I tried to straighten up, my son blew on through like the windstorm that he is, making a mess of everything I worked so hard to organize and clean. By Thursday I gave up the attempt to keep the house looking spotless and settled for lived in again.
I even started closing the door to his room as I pass it to avoid my need to clean his clutter because I cannot keep up with his clutter unless of course I want to give up running in favor of cleaning as my form of exercise.
I ran my dishwasher twice as often as I did while he was away and then there was the return of the camp clothing. Three weeks worth of clothing (which is more like seven weeks of clothing because you send the kids to camp with lots of extras) needed to be sorted, cleaned and then put away in drawers which didn’t even look like clothing was missing from so that was really fun too.
I was tired last week. Basically all week.
I think my tiredness (is tiredness a word?) was clear in my workout recap post yesterday when I mentioned a rest day from running took place on Friday.
I did so much in the weeks that he was away at camp, trying to accomplish many of the remaining Bar Mitzvah planning details in addition to writing for the blog and for work, cleaning out drawers and having my son’s room redone while also going out to enjoy my freedom that I finally felt burned out.
I just wanted to stay in my oversized royal blue Islanders sweatshirt and Butter sweatpants all day without a bra on while watching 80’s sitcoms on the couch. I didn’t do either but it really sounded like a good idea especially since I discovered Silver Spoons on one channel plus random showings of Diff’rent Strokes too.
I hadn’t completely lost my mind or interest in going out though. No. I made the exception for a really good dinner at Salt overlooking the summer scenery that is my hometown. I didn’t mind that I had to put my bra on for this occasion which is how I judge my interest level in doing things.
I asked for avocado on my cranberry and walnut salad not realizing they were going to give me every avocado available in the restaurant’s kitchen.
With a side of charred broccoli because I get really excited when roasted, charred and burnt vegetables are on restaurant menus.
My son’s photo shoot for the Bar Mitzvah is this week.
We need to pick four outfits for him to wear which I tried to discuss with him every day last week but I got nowhere since he doesn’t care.
A girl would care. She would select her own outfits and stress about something as fashionably important as a photo shoot but not my bunny. He doesn’t care. I don’t even think he heard me.
Instead it’s me who cares, me who has to figure out what he will wear from the pile of clothing I just stuffed in his drawers and closets which I will have to pull out for Wednesday knowing at that point, he will tell me he doesn’t want to wear what I chose.
I dragged the kid to his soccer clinic almost every evening. I say dragged because for the first two sessions, he decided he didn’t feel like going which was not acceptable to me. He wanted to be registered for this soccer clinic therefore he was going and until he pays for such activities from his money, I will continue to teach him the value of my dollar. It was really only a drag for the first two days, then he remembered that he loved it.
And the drag wasn’t as bad as the Hebrew School drag because although I still had to wait outside with the car running, I didn’t need to cause a neighborhood scene of honking and yelling out the car window so that’s a plus.
I need to get a new car soon so I started looking around even though I am a creature of habit and continually get the same car on repeat since I was a junior in college. I test drove a different brand the other day but didn’t like it at all which was just fine with me, at least I briefly explored another option.
I had lunch at Town Bagel with my mom before we went for manicures on Saturday. What is with everyone being so generous on the avocado? Not that I am complaining.
The weather was iffy yesterday but held out long enough to spend most of the day outside at my friend Lisa’s house.
Last week I mentioned that Lisa and I were immediate BFF’s when we met back in the day because we had the same taste in food. Yesterday reconfirmed that yet again when she served everyone else barbecue foods but also included a baked oatmeal because she had a random craving and needed to make one for lunch.
You may have seen on Instagram yesterday that I bought a box of munchkins. I sure did. Once upon a time I used to bake everything from scratch and bring those goodies over to my friend’s houses but nowadays, I opt for bakeries or Dunkin Donuts. The munchkins needed to be hidden from the kids until dessert time and then they were gone in two seconds so I don’t think anyone missed my baked goods.
It’s cool outside this morning and the weather lady on channel 7 told me I wont even sweat out there today. I am all excited for my run now!
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Do you like munchkins? Which one is your favorite?
What’s your go-to lounge around the house outfit?
3 things you did over the weekend? Were they worth putting a bra on?