I’ll be honest with you, folks.
I got nothin’ today.
I’ve been trying to come up with a topic for today’s blog all weekend, and just keep coming up empty-handed.
Our dryer broke, so we’re washing clothes and then taking wet loads to our parents homes to dry which, logistically, is a bit of a pain, but how fortunate are we to have our parents all living within a five-mile range of us?
Here’s the irony.
Is it irony?
Probably not.
Here’s the thing.
Yeah, that’s better.
So, here’s the thing…
When we got married, my parents bought us our first washer and dryer as a wedding gift.
We took them with us when we moved from house 1 to house 2 and then from house 2 to house 3.
When we moved into house 3, the owners left behind their washer and dryer, but we wanted to keep using ours, so we gave the ones that were already in the house to my father-in-law who had a washer and dryer held together with rubber bands and chewing gum.
Then, when we bought this house, it turned out they had the exact same washer and dryer (forgot to see how old they were) so we decided to leave our wedding gifts at house 3 and go with the ones that were left behind here.
My bet is that the ones we left behind are still going strong.
This one?
Not so much.
Anyway, we spent our Sunday with Real Man up to his elbows in wires and tools and electricity and then researching washers and dryers and ordering and scheduling delivery for my new babies and driving our wet laundry around and drying it at our parents’ homes.
Saturday was spent at school, for Monkey Girl and I.
It was the dance auditions for the musical, and that eats up a Saturday.
However, once again, I have to say that the other directors are people that I enjoy immensely, and that takes the sting out of working all day Saturday.
And…I LOVE being the musical director of the show.
This year, we are doing Annie and it’s one of my favorites.
It was actually the second show we did when I started working at my current school, and I’ve always hoped we could do it again.
Saturday night, the monkeys were playing in the basement and Real Man and I were watching television in the living room.
As we flipped through the channels, Jaws was on and I commented that I had never seen the movie.
I’ve never seen The Godfather, either.
Apparently, I’m missing out.
Anyway, we started watching and Monkey in the Middle came up to ask me a question.
He got sucked in and crawled under the blanket with us.
About five minutes later, Baby Monkey came upstairs to see what the hold-up was and got sucked in, as well, and also snuggled under the blanket with us.
Finally, Monkey Girl, having been abandoned by her brothers joined us, and Real Man and I were no longer sweetly snuggling together on the couch, watching Jaws.
Instead, we were completely smushed into the couch, while three relatively large children were sprawled on top of us, asking a million questions about the movie.
I’d say they watched the last 45 minutes of the movie with us and, surprisingly, weren’t too scared by it.
I swear Baby Monkey has seen the movie before, because every few minutes or so, he’d say “You know what I’d do if I were on that ship?”
And whatever he said, the characters did in the next few minutes.
Love that kid.
Anyway, it turned out to be a really nice ending to a long day.
So, busy weekend that left me with no actual topic.
Hope you didn’t mind the recap.
It’s all I’ve got today.
Daily Gratitude, Day 19
Today I’m grateful that I have a career that I love which take the sting out of Monday mornings.
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