How a Mom Gets Nothing Done, But Gets Everything Done
I wanted coffee.
So I decided to make a cup of coffee.
I use the pour over kind, don't ask me why,
and not the machine, but it was dirty at the bottom of a full sink.
And the dishwasher was full of clean dishes that needed emptied
before the dirty ones could go in.
So that I could put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher,
and reach the pour over coffee maker,
down at the bottom of a dirty sink,
so I could make a cup of coffee.
I took the clean dishes out of the dishwasher one by one, and started to put them away.
but then I heard my Facebook messaging notification ding.
Oh I wonder what that could say?
It was a family who was coming today to get my son's old bassinet
He had never even slept in it, but I was still sad,
but they were giving me twenty dollars, so I was glad.
Back to the kitchen sink.
Emptying the clean dishes one by one.
Soon I would surely be done.
"Mom! The baby needs a diaper change!" my middle son shouts.
I continue emptying the dishes, hoping he would leave me be.
"Mom! He stinks! He's right next to me!"
Sigh. I'll just change him real quick, and it'll be done in no time.
Maybe instead of coffee, I should just skip to the glass of wine.
Back to the kitchen sink.
Emptying the clean dishes one by one.
Soon I would surely be done.
Oh, no. What if the family who is coming to get the bassinet can't find us? I thought, worriedly. I better send them more info in a hurry!
Back to the computer, where I also noticed I had an email.
Oh my goodness, I began to wail.
It was an important email from my sons' teacher who was assessing their homeschool portfolios and needed photos of them doing science projects, on field trips, and more.
Oh, my brain began to roar.
I spent the next fifteen minutes gathering up photos to send.
Oh, this was never going to end.
Back to the kitchen sink.
Emptying the clean dishes one by one.
Soon I would surely be done.
The clean dishes were put away
So I filled the dishwasher with the dirty ones
Soon I would surely be done.
At last, the dishes were nice and clean
And the pour over coffee maker no longer at the bottom of the sink.
The water was heating up in the tea kettle.
And my nerves began to settle.
Finally, coffee aroma filled the room
and flowers all around me started to bloom
A symphony began to sing
and no more facebook notifications pinged and dinged
I held the hot mug in my hands
and did a little inner dance
I gobbled down the liquid fast.
Coffee at last.