Sym’s grandma brought Gwen a little bunny-print pajama set of shorts & a kimono-style top from Japan and Gwen wants to wear the top ALL THE TIME.
Earlier this week we went to a park down the hill with this one single piece of playground equipment and we had more fun with it than we ever have with the huge, idiotic structure in the park by our house.
Look, idk what is going on with this month but it can stop like anyyyyyytime now. I am trying my hardest to keep my chin up and stay positive and look on the bright side but so many things keep going wrong and it is really starting to wear me down. Between Gwen getting sick, Taylor getting sick, me getting sick, the dog getting sick TWICE, working piling up, projects piling up, things getting screwed up, things getting wrecked, like I just can take it anymore! Really all I want to do is crawl into bed for the rest of this garbage month and stay there but when I was sick on Tuesday I had no choice but to spend the day in bed and as a result I am SO BEHIND on a lot of things I need to finish but like… tomorrow. I feel like I just can’t catch a break! The one bright light rn is Sym, who didn’t get sick and also does things like be very helpful when others are sick, is an effective babysitter of little sisters, and goes to school an hour early in the morning so she can study? WHO EVEN IS THIS SUPERKID?
I really don’t want to dwell on things like oh idk the TERRIBLE morning I had today that started with Gwen waking me at 5:30 crying her eyes out, moved on to finding dog diarrhea all over the dining room floor, continued with Gwen getting into the banners I spent all of yesterday scrambling to finish and mangling one of them, and finished with finding more dog diarrhea, this time in the foyer AND one of the shoes I was gonna wear today. I DON’T WANT TO DWELL ON IT OK. Instead lets think about how in spite of Gwen’s mangling I was able to save all the banners, and the dog didn’t get any diarrhea on the carpet, and my shoes are washable, and I’m really and truly almost caught up on everything I needed to do this week (although I feel like I say this all the time), and then next week everything will be gravy. Next month, even! Forget May; here’s to June.