Those six words sum up my day rather nicely. If something good happened today, it was followed with something bad. This generally means that my day was pretty average. For example, Addie was up constantly last night – not necessarily out of the ordinary, but I also did not sleep well, so I was anticipating a very long day. However, she woke up rather pleasant and remained pleasant most of the day. Bad being up most of the night, but good to have a civil toddler in the house in spite of this.
I finally broke down and bought a new vacuum after my deal with a woman here fell through. I was so happy to get it home and use it – the floors needed it. But alas, I put it together and it does not work. Truly, no suction at all. I want to side with my friend who says I must be cursed with vacuums because this one was brand new and OUT OF THE BOX! Now I get to go back to the store and return it, probably argue with a worker, and try again. On the positive side, this gives me something to do tomorrow morning while waiting for Lorelei to get out of school.
Today, I was so frustrated about many things, and I had not been to the gym since last week. Between the kids and I not feeling well, we had not really left the house much. So we made our way to the gym, and I knew when we walked in that Addie was going to be a handful. She and Lorelei had way too much energy, far too much for that small confined childwatch area. So I decided to run. I figured if I was going to get a short gym time, I might as well make it count. It was amazing – I actually ran and ran and ran. By the time I was forced to get off because Addie was scaling the bookshelf, I had gone twenty minutes. Woo! To most people, this doesn’t seem like much. But I have had knee surgeries on both knees and doctors who told me running would always be a challenge, so any running is a win for me. However, I overdid it. I usually do an elliptical and am fine, but my right hip is killing me now after running. Despite the pain, I am actually thrilled that I ran. As I said, I’ll take the good with the bad on this one.
I was supposed to go on a field trip with Anya’s class today. I was really looking forward to it, but I could not find a babysitter for the other two girls. I had to stay home, which was disappointing to both Anya and me. However, in light of the lack of sleep from the night before, it was kind of a blessing in disguise. Also, it gave Anya a chance to experience a field trip without me. Don’t get me wrong, I want to be involved with my children. At the same time, I want them to be okay without me, and Anya could benefit from more freedom. It helps her confidence and her tendency to cry in nearly every situation. She did great today and had so much fun, and I was able to spend some time with the little girls this morning.
I had a horrible dream last night, where I actually thought that my husband was home. I woke up looking for him in the house, and it took me a few minutes to remember that he is gone. I was heartbroken, and it was part of the reason that I had such a hard time sleeping. However, I’ll take the good and the bad with that too. I would rather dream about my husband, dream so vividly that it feels like he is here, then not dream about him at all. It reminds me how much I need him in my life and how much I miss him (not that I need a reminder, but it’s still nice).
So here I am, thinking about all the negative things that happened today and weighing them with the positive things of today. Neither outweighs the other, so it was a pretty typical day. I am just glad to check off another day until Andy comes home, that we are all starting to feel better, and that the week is already half over. Today was a boring post, but that is kind of what our Wednesday was like. So, bring on Thursday!