Most days I pretend like I am just like every other normal mom out there. Most days I am darn good at it too. I get up early, put on a piping hot pot of coffee, lay the spoon in the spoon holder after stirring in my skinny vanilla creamer, throw a load of laundry in the washing machine, turn on the tv for background noise, check facebook.....
and...say hello to all my family and friends. Via a good morning post and shout out to whatever is on the "to do list" a rapid reply, a dozen "likes" and a few wonderful friends who curiously want to know what my big plans are for the day, the evening, the weekend. YES! Camping, swimming, boating, Pinterest..ing, the Mall, fun summer activities and everyone wants to see me and I want to see them and I am so darn happy and looking forward to all of it.
then... the rest of the house wakes up. Every fun activity planned ends up getting a big X through it by the end of the day. Why? you ask?.. life...my life... and the reality I live in.
David's Autism picks the most inopportune moments to shine. In the form of random objects jammed into the toilet bowl when I am pulling that load of laundry out of the wash. OR sprinkling confetti, glitter, all over his immediate area because , well because it's fascinating and he knows I won't shake him silly. Then in reality it isn't just one of those things but an endless string of his exploring the world around him and I follow diligently behind with a broom and a dust pan.
It's not just David..
Surprise Mom~! You get an all unpaid fun filled day driving me to fifty different places because there is no room for a second car in our apartment complex parking and you will not let me take Dad's motorcycle. In between, the Insurance company left a message and they need you to fax two different documents you've already signed, from a fax machine that isn't broken preferably, and Oh, yes the federal government wants your life history in triplicate by noon on friday. This includes but is not limited to your best friend in third grade, and your first pets maiden name. WTF? yes, they are aware you sent that three months ago but you forgot a period at the end of every other sentence. Please correct and resend.
AFTER, you retrieve your FedEx package, that is, from your non english speaking neighbors who seem to be unaware of what exactly FED EX is, and what that entails and you will need to explain to them they are not in trouble but you will need to search their entire apartment so as not to cause a security breach. No biggie...(good luck btw- it's UNDER the welcome mat in front of their door)
So, after you have averted a near disaster where your career is concerned, don't forget to get back to that plumbing problem and make sure the overflow mess doesn't make it's way down to the neighbors below you, and get right on the phone to call the electrician to come look at the light that now won't flip on..really??
What I am trying to say.. is you// I have no time for a life. Sad, isn't it? I call, I message, I text and and I facebook all my wonderful friends who have invited me and made plans for a fun filled, relaxing pedicure, Pinteresty craft day and God Bless em" a round of Whiskey at the Silver Dollar... to cancel... again.. *sigh*
