Some days, well, I'm not going to lie, it's been over a week this time, I just want to walk out the door. I fantasize that I get into my car, drive to the airport, and fly well, just about anywhere. Maybe somewhere warm, with a beach, a masseuse, with non-stop gin and tonics or endless glasses of REALLY good Merlot. Can anyone help me with this? Can anyone help me escape? Really, can you kidnap me?
So, yes, I fantasized this all week long.
There are some days that I just don't want to do anymore laundry, dishes, friggen cloth diapers, dinner, counters, picking up toys, AHHHHHHHH! Let's not even talk about Little Miss S escaping out of her bed for the one millionth time this year!!! I won't go there right now because it makes me want to reach for that Merlot!
The worst part, my daughters have whined more this week then I can remember. The amount of time outs and "I'm going to send you to your rooms" I had to endure this week was ridiculous!!
I was actually screaming out loud to God this week. Better Him then the kids I guess. He heard an earful, trust me on this. I screamed some things out to Him last week, that I would not want ANYONE else to hear.
It's been a tough week.
Hey, a girl can fantasize, right?