It’s been raining all day, and it finally stopped, so I’m letting Jones play in our extremely muddy, messy yard while I watch from the window. I usually do not have the patience to let him roam free outside, due to the fact that he could get into who-knows-what, eat who-knows-what, and bring who-knows-what back into my house and onto my clothes and furniture. But today, for sanity’s sake, I made an exception. Today is another of what I’ve termed “survival days” — just do whatever you need to make it to bedtime.
Survival days at the O’Donnell house are usually brought on by excessive whining, lack of sleep, bad weather, illness, culture shock, and/or strangely-lengthened hours of the day. They include most of the following:
- Pajamas or sweat-type clothing for all within the house.
- LOTS of coffee (not unlike most days).
- Snacking on bread-type things.
- Baking bread-type things.
- Buying bread-type things.
- Leaving the house or answering the door for emergencies only. (“Bread-type things” often fall into this category.)
- Internet browsing.
- American Idol on YouTube.
- Movies in the background.
- Sitting on the floor.
- Inability to wash dirty dishes.
- Unmade bed, unfolded laundry, and toys everywhere.
- Lack of concern for mud and/or dirt.
- Loooong bath times.
- Not very many quiet moments.
- Over the Rhine, Dido, or select Caedmon’s albums — nothing too pop-ish or bright.
- Eating rocks (for Jones).
- Whining (also for Jones.. but mom is known to chime in at desperate moments).
- An easily-put-together type of supper.
- Emailing dad and asking for the specific time at which his arrival might be expected.
Today earned it’s “survival” label with a 5am random wake-up (by mom), a 5:45 random wake-up (by baby), a cold (for mom), rainy weather, too much Japanese homework, and culture shock. (The last one always sneaks its way in there lately.) (It just started to rain again, causing Jones to slip and fall as climbed around, resulting in a nice, BIG shiner — won’t be the last one of those he’ll ever get, I suppose.)
I’m curious — what do ya’ll do to “survive”?