Chronicles of 9/22

6:20 a.m. - Oh shit - I am already 20 minutes late in the game. I have been waking up at 6:00. Today is a big day - Picture Day, Preschool, water off for the basement all day. Our basement guys come at 7:00 so there is no time for sitting around. I am up. Off to make my coffee when I see a smudge of diarrhea on the carpet by my computer. Harper has been sick so I bet this is from her. I look over to the living room and see about 8 or 9 big spots of diarrhea on our cream colored carpet. I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS.
I get out the cleaning supplies and get to work. Rob gets out of the shower to report the basement guys are here. It's 6:30. I look up and Peter is standing about a foot from one of the spots. Rob takes Pete and I get to work scrubbing - knowing that our already tired and worn carpeting is going. I don't care if I have to pay some highschool kid $100bucks - this must be pulled up.
7:20 - I wake up Maeve. PICTURE DAY!!
7:45 - She is still not down -stairs. She must be getting really dolled up. I go upstairs where I find her walking aimlessly around her room in her pajamas.
Me - What have you been doing?
Maeve - Reading.
Me - Why - you should be getting ready. We have to take Peter to preschool at 8:30 and it's picture day.
Maeve - You always tell me to read.
Thoughts - WHAT A LOAD OF CRAP.
Me - Zip it and get ready.
8:30 - We are all ready and out the door with time to spare.
10:00 - Off to bring Harper to vet as she seems worse. Call from St. Marks - Peter had a potty accident and needs new shoes.
10:45 - Pick up Nora and Peter and take them to McDonalds. I observe the crowd - mostly high school boys w/ pants too big, bad acne and smirks that I KNOW are b/c they are making fun of everyone around them. Also an older couple w/ pants too high - not only not speaking to each other but reading their own individual books during lunch - AT McDonalds. And a few high school girls w/ pants too tight. WHEN will these girls figure out that is NOT a good look.
And we are off - to the library and then the vet. The good news - Harper has a virus and nothing worse.
1:20 - Time for Pete's nap. I lay down w/ him. Work in the basement is in high gear. We both drift into a nice peaceful state of mind. Soon, a drill is drilling something that is so intense that Peter's bed is vibrating 2 floors up. He SLEEPS through it....and I spring out of his bed just convinced something exploded. But it's nothing...just the work being done.
Any minute the girls will walk in the door. I don't need to wait for them to arrive to finish this Chronicle. It will go like this.
3:45 - BURSTS into the door. Lily is pissed b/c Maeve walked in front of her. Maeve is pissed b/c lily pushed her b/c Maeve walked in front of her. Lily will deny this to loudly and so passionately that she is now in tears over this crazy accusation. They both have a million things to tell and it's not fair that the other one goes first. Why don't we have lemonade. Why did you give me a cheese stick in my lunch.
Finally around 8:30 tonight, I will sit down and know the day is behind me. I will probably watch some DVRd show I like - Oprah, Daily Show, The Actors Studio.
And I will wake up tomorrow and do it again. But hopefully without the diarrhea.