A note to stepmoms everywhere

Thar She Blows!!


This Monday has been a hurricane that is only rivaled by Katrina. Everyone I talk to feels as though it’s never-ending and they have been flattened. The whole day was waves of gale force nuttiness, one after the other, non-stop. It was like being in an industrial washing machine all day, and everyone was with me.
The phone rang roughly every 30 seconds for about the entire a day. There was about 30 kids there for vacation bible school. I was orchestrating the calendar conflicts through about 3 levels of approvals, the security system needed repair and the organ broke. The organ, you know, those giant ancient things that vampires play in the upper rooms of their castles in Transylvania? Organs. Yup, one of those. Couldn’t figure it out.
I’ve come to accept the fact that Mondays are just a stretch of moderate insanity, and all you can do is hang on, and wait till Tuesday to clean up the mess. I almost never get anything productive done on Mondays. But this Monday was such a swirling vortex of inane garbage, that it’s gravity and momentum sucked in the people around me. I could see it on their faces, and there was a moment of “hey, you’re here too! Glad you could make it!”
I love those moments, the moments where finally, someone else is in the thick of it with you and they (despite all of their cute and cheerful musings) aren’t handling it any better than you do. I like to just smile and chuckle and say “yeah! It sucks, don’t it?!”
But this day seemed to take out everyone across the board. I came home (after first stopping at the store) just completely wrung out. I threw together a totally crappy dinner, then my husband brought home a bunch of new camping gear. I thought it was nice and I was looking forward to using it, but I ended up home with the youngest, and, even though I was painfully tired, she needed someone to talk to. I had her help me check out the new chairs and put the tents up in the yard. She did very well and was excited to tell me all about her mom’s new house in painstaking detail. But it was important to her, so we talked about it for a long time.
My life hurts, people. I have had it with this day and I am completely unprepared for whatever tomorrow is going to fling in my face. But I suppose Tuesdays are for cleaning up.
So let the flinging commence.


Author: Jessie Henry

Reinventing my life and enjoying my adventure. Living life as full as I like with no apologies, loving all of it.

5 thoughts on “Thar She Blows!!

  1. You can do it!!!! 🙂


  2. Ya know, I think I have to. But your cheering me on gives me a little push!


  3. Just remember.. I’ll be here Saying “you can do it!!” Plus, I like your blog a lot!! So I’ll be waiting for new posts!!


  4. Thanks! I’m always looking forward to your new posts too!


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