LaLaGirl – Twinfinite Chaos! Parenting Multiples and Dealing with Autism

You know what? It’s gorgeous outside. Yep! It’s like, 75 degrees in Colorado today. With a slight breeze, looks like. I’m not sure how it feels, because I’m still sitting here in my pajamas at 1:30 in the afternoon. And I’m beating myself up for it, because the weather is schedule to be total shit tomorrow and for the rest of the week. Why are we not outside, taking advantage? Why are we not soaking up the rays, and enjoying the fresh air? Because I’m lazy and I don’t feel good.

I have a cold. Booo. I never get a cold, even when the rest of the family is sniffling and snuffling and chugging shots of Day-Quil. I have a strong and mighty immune system! Or, so I thought. I went to bed last night all stuffed up, and I woke up today with a big headache, and I just don’t feel like doing a damned thing. I know I’m going to regret being a slug in a few days, when we’re TRAPPED in the house, but for now, I just don’t even care. I just want to sit on the couch and watch Spongebob. Laundry be damned. Sunshine and fresh air, suck it. I’m going to wallow in my misery, since my kids are off track and I don’t have to be anywhere!

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I’m supposed to do a resume for my mom. She asked me to do it WEEKS ago, but I’ve been putting it off. Actually? I’m sort of sticking my chin out and being a baby about it, because she said, “If you can do my resume for me, I’ll watch the kids while you work on it.” That has NOT HAPPENED. Sure, I have plenty of time to do it at night when the kids are in bed, but I’m annoyed that she said she’d do this and she didn’t! Yeah, lame of me to obsess over something so minor as helping out my MOM with something.

Also? I’ve been promising Paul for a week that I would do some ironing. He’s missing his favorite shirt, and it’s just lying in the basket in the laundry room, mocking me. Along with towels that haven’t made it into the linen closet, sippy cups that need to see the inside of the dishwasher, and diapers that need to be stacked up on shelves. I need to start my enchiladas, throw all the shoes in the bin by the door, and wash some pans. Besides all the day-to-day bullshit that never goes away and comes back every single day, I have other stuff, too. I have to adjust the girls’ carseats because the straps are now too low. I have to make appointments for myself to visit the dentist, the eye doctor, and the OB-Gyn. I need to figure out whether it’s been a year since my last physical. I need to order prescriptions. I need to push Kayley to start making autism bracelets to sell at twin club vendor night. I need to make Mallory do her HOMEWORK.

I owe people emails, phone calls, and thank you cards. I haven’t worked on Paul’s website in almost a month. I need to approach a friend about money she owes me, which is the most awkward thing EVER, but Paul’s bugging me about it. I need to burn a new CD to listen to in my van, because I’m going to go insane listening to Laurie Berkner. I need to get the trash out and put the rice on and put the vacuum away and floss this piece of broccoli out of my tooth.

All righty then! I’ve wasted ten minutes typing all this out, but at least I know what I need to do now, right?

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