One Day, One hour, One minute, one second

There is not many things more annoying than forgetting to change the alarm clock on a day off.

4:42am: alarm goes off.
4:42.30: alarm gets turned off.
7:20: small human alarm gives slobbery, yet sweet kisses
7:40: get out of bed, begin waking everyone else up
7:41: put last of beans into grinder to make coffee, add to grocery list
7:45: rewake everyone
7:48: round up lunch boxes, empty out half eaten lunch, begin making lunches
7:50: holler to wake them up
8:10: attempt to get dressed while dressing two others
8:12: stop everything to pour boiling water into french press. will it to brew faster today.
8:20: find socks, shoes, water bottles, backpacks, folders, housekeys, library books, hairclips
8:25: change poopy diaper
8:25.30 chase half naked toddler to re-dress
8:30: realize that my once molten lava hot coffee is now only "hot" but pour into travel mug.
chug a few ounces to add remaining amount from pot to mug.
9:30: arrive at Baker Spice to buy pie slices. A % of sales goes to charity! Pie for a Cause!
9:57: Market of Choice to buy some groceries and ZBeanz coffee.
10:00: Back already hurting from pushing "Customer in Training" mini-cart. B is in another aisle
10:20: finally make it to coffee aisle. Out of my beans. As a consolation, buy Mrs.Meyers
laundry detergent in Gardenia. We may as well smell nice.
10:25: Return 1/3 of items that mysteriously made their way into cart. B finds shelf of wine
glasses that are sooo purty. Note to self: find Patient Parenting book at Library.
10:40: Wrestle two bags of groceries, bottle of detergent, and a coat-vs-B. Coat wins
11:00: Home. WHAT?! 7 dwarves must have had a hay day in the house whilst I was gone.
There are plates with sticky syrup and bowls of drying cereal all over the counter, toast
crumbs, and old homework on the table. harumph.
11:10: Reheat coffee, even though slightly jittery. It's freezing outside and need to warm up.
11:30: Proceed to find a good playlist on line, crank it up, and begin cleaning the house for the
pending photos to be taken later in the day. Try to be chipper about it.
11:30.30: B is hungry. Debate whether or not to make a good lunch or quick lunch, or hope he
falls asleep watching the show I am about to let him see. Realize that on many levels this
is a bad idea. Make tasty lunch in the really clean kitchen. Damn, more crumbs. Sure
there is a huge sugar ant nest waiting to come inside to taunt me.
12:00: find not one, but TWO brooms! B comes to my rescue to help. Sings Teamwork song. I
think this is adorable and we have a nice conversation about helping.
12:20: B is sweeping the fridge. He will not stop, even after I glare at him and put the broom
down 100 times. Apparently the fridge, which is stainless steel, is very, very filty and
*needs* brooming on the outside.
12:21: unenlist B's help, hide the broom, put away 600 flashcards that got angrily emptied out.
2:00: Naptime donkey-kicked me. Brian arrives home, I hightail it out for longoverdue run.
Still jacked up on coffee and carbs, crank out a quick run, but have to finish at the school
to bring kids home.
3:20 Home from school, kids got rides home from C's playdate mom. Photographer taking
pictures of house.
4:00: yearbook carpool. Try to stifle giggle at hearing the teen chatter. Three girls, my son.
5:10: Take N to central pickup for soccer carpool. Continue drinking reheated coffee.
5:20: Feeling pretty smug that I put pork roast in oven earlier. The house looks and smells great
and I revel in the temporary state.
6:30: Eat dinner
6:30.01: up from table to refill milk glasses, pull B from under table, more salad dressing, etc.
7:00: Baths for the two littles, read paper and fold clothes.
8:00: Resolve tantrum, realize that it will take a bigger book than Patient Parenting.
10:00: immerse self in really bad "reality" tv, but it is enjoyable and all children are asleep.