Remember when I joked about how I couldn't possibly: fly with Curly to Arizona for Nationals of Irish dancing, be home for a few days, drive to Yellowstone, then race home and hop a plane for Dublin, where they were considering re-scheduling Irish dancing world championships?
Then the stars aligned and they decided NOT to do Worlds in August (usually at Easter).
Then Yellowstone was cancelled.
That leaves National Championships in Phoenix. Curly and I leave July 6th late afternoon. Competition the 8th. Fly home the 9th.
Then a situation popped up that caused me to be out of town this week. Long story to follow - at some point. I get home Monday the 5th and fly out the 6th. Writing this from my remote location while I stress over ALL that I need to do before I leave the 6th.
Backing up the bus to last weekend. Coach was out of town teaching a course in Michigan. I sensed a pout that I hadn't hopped at the chance to accompany him. Normally the draw of an empty hotel room/time to myself all day and dinner with Coach after his teaching duties would be tough to turn down. Often if I tag along, he takes an extra day to relax with me and explore whatever city he's teaching in. But getting called out of town at the last minute for a week the day after his Michigan thing followed by a quick turn around to AZ: ACCOMPANIMENT DEAL BREAKER.
I am quite capable of kicking things into overdrive, but I'm NOT a machine. Sheesh.
|It doesn't look bothersome, |
but after awhile with
no one claiming it?
Saturday night: all the kids went out. Curly slept at a friend's. Normally when Coach is home, he and I would watch a movie or do something that would feel like a slight departure from tasks. I would temporarily FORGET that the house was a mess, etc.
Guess what? With no rest for the wicked, the wicked get GROUCHY.I believe it was the partial muffin wrapped in a paper towel, inside a baggie on the counter for better part of a week that sent me over the edge. I drafted a group text to my 5 phone owning offspring and Coach to keep him in the loop.
This wasn't just any text. It was an above average I'll-kick-your-ass mom rant.
Since his party had started late afternoon, Ed came home shortly after I sent the epic text. I was pounding around the house. Still wiping away tears. How dare they leave their wet things around (remember the day I ran and got caught in the rain - this was later that day). Their wet caddy stuff was tossed on hard wood floors and my wooden buffet while they napped, later racing off to be social. Thoughtless.
Confused Ed: IS EVERYTHING OK?
Me: JUST READ THE TEXT.
Ed: I DON'T HAVE A TEXT FROM YOU.
|I'll cry if I admit how long it took |
me to add that writing in this text
- supposed to say lake house.
Other Ed: HEY, CAN YOU REMOVE ME FROM THIS PLEASE.
Then, because my kids are hilarious, they continued to respond to the thread chuckling that some random guy ended up being subjected to my rant. Have another collective beer, somewhat-old-enough-to-drink offspring plus old-enough Lad AND STOP RESPONDING. THE GUY ASKED TO BE REMOVED NOT TO GET MORE MESSAGES FROM OUR IDIOT FAMILY MEMBERS.
Me: OH NOOOO! ED HELP ME. GET THIS POOR GUY OFF MY GROUP TEXT. THIS IS WHY YOU NEVER SAW IT. SHIT!
Ed (who'd had a few adult beverages): I'LL HANDLE IT. (5 MINUTES LATER) UM, NOT GONNA LIE. SORRY, BUT I ACCIDENTALLY INCLUDED HIM AGAIN. I THINK IT'S YOUR PHONE. HE JUST TEXTED BACK: STILL ON HERE. BUT I FIXED IT THIS TIME. THE NEW GROUP TEXT NAME IS FAMILY THE REAL DEAL.
I HAVE set up group texts before, but my stupid phone acts like it's an impossible function. It never saves the group, even when I name it. Thus my need to recreate the wheel every-flipping time I send a group text.
How embarrassing. The next day: separate issue/huge frustration. That's the day I borrowed a phrase from Ally Bean when she recently posted: SOME POSTS JUST WRITE THEMSELVES. Next time . . .
I'm dying laughing over here. Poor other Ed lol! This post definitely wrote itself! :D
Oh man, this post stresses me out! Stay an extra day in AZ and have a spa day with Curly. Get a massage and lay out by a (raccoon-free) pool. Most of the resorts have cheaper summer rates since nobody wants to come here when it’s blazing hot. I wish I could prepare you a nice GF meal and relax with you for a bit. But my house is overrun by small children and a man-child, sooo I am more likely to sympathize with your struggle than find time to relax.
Martha - Oh brother. I wonder if the other Ed knows who I am. I hope not. His aunt and uncle are our some of our favorite neighbors. Nice people . . . unlike the nut jobs that live in our house. Embarrassing.
This is NOT even the post that wrote itself, although - it certainly did . . . I'm referring to another upcoming post that takes the cake.
Good luck to Curly! Try not to melt in AZ. The weather is terrible and not conducive to outside activities and sightseeing.
AM - Such a nice idea. To stay another day. My current life situation - more chaotic than EVER - is not lending itself to an extra day. To top it off, I'm having a health issue that started while I was out of town for the week. I think all will be OK and it can be addressed when I get home, but I'm not thrilled about traveling with just Curly wondering what will crop up next. I was on the phone with the doctor's office this morning. They used words like PRUDENT that I get seen as soon as I get back. Other advice was if things get worse go to an ER. Swell.
While reading the texts, I can see why you were so angry/frustrated/disappointed in them. You DO need a vacation. And also, people need to start picking up after themselves. Right?
The poor Other Ed though. I'm sure he was WTF? WHO THE HELL IS THIS LADY AND WHY ARE HER KIDS SLOBS?
I'm thinking you are getting on a plane now and I hope you DO have a bit of fun and a lot of relaxing. XOXO
Kara- thanks for the good luck wishes. A bunch of judges could not make it from Ireland . . . so, bracing for a shit show as the competition will be judged by 3 vs 6 judges. No time or interest in sight seeing. This is a get-in-dance-get-home kind of trip. Dressing for heat but armed with a zip up because I live in fear of jacked up AC.
Suz- I got home yesterday at 11 am from my week out of town, which is not to be confused with a vacation . . . my house was in shambles. HELLO CHILDREN, ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE YOU TO A BROOM. AND THIS CLOTH IS SAFE TO USE ON THE COUNTER TOPS. *sigh* I found HUGE trays of food they neglected to eat that might now be old. Coach was home some of the time. He said CAN'T BELIEVE I MISSED THAT. *eye roll* Apples and not falling far is written all over the place.
Curly dances Thursday. Tomorrow is just a check out the venue and buy the program and leg tan kinda day. Then it's HGTV while lounging in the room. Hoping to get to hang with our close friends who I believe are in the same hotel. Honestly I'm having a weird health issue- not the contagious variety. Just hoping it doesn't escalate while we are gone.
Oh and I've been given a tutorial in makeup. Hoping my attempt is not a shit show.
OH NOOOOOOO. Argh! I used to work for a guy with the same name as my husband and I was paranoid that this would happen to me, like I'd send my boss a text meant for my husband. I actually changed his name on the text so it was Lastname as his first name, so this didn't ever happen - but I was paranoid about it!!!
Also, exhausted just thinking about your travel/ getting ready to travel!
Nicole- The same name is crazy and I for sure would've sent a text to my boss intended for my husband. Fortunately my texts to Coach are in the 'are you driving Curly?' Or 'what are we doing about the siding?' Kind of texts. Guessing Coach wouldn't mind a racy text now and then but who knows who I'd send it to. ;)
It was/is an exhausting few weeks. So many balls in the air, I suppose I should be grateful that the only issue is my house is a mess and the kids ate the food I made out of order (even though I posted an ordered list)- overlooking entire meals. Coach said they ate the questionable chicken last night and as of this morning no issues. I'm in AZ. The dish has gluten or I would've eaten it Monday when I got home.
OMG, the other guy getting these texts makes me laugh! This happened to us once too. Someone got into our family group text once but we had no idea who he was. It was kind of creepy now that I think about it. But Anna was having fun with it and I was like, STOP EGGING HIM ON! ;)
Kari- So funny. Yes that poor guy. Ed was like DON'T WORRY. HE'S PROBABLY JUST AT A BAR READING THIS TO HIS BUDDIES. That didn't help. So embarrassing. Hilarious that an outsider got into your fam group text. Quit egging him on- exactly.
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