Nathalie's Notes

Raising the Hardy Boys

Morning Sam (2) Missing: my keys, my cell phone and my mind.

Man, it's not that I don't think about writing and posting, it's just that you very likely do not want to hear the specifics of what I've been up to these days. It is getting better at times, though. Sometimes. And I hear it should be lots better really, really soon.

Sam, in his most recent act of aggression, started waking up at 5 a.m. Really, kid? He's not old enough to come downstairs and make his own breakfast so I'm waking up with Matt at 4:30 a.m. and just as he leaves and I start drifting off to sleep, my human alarm clock starts chirping. And he will not be silenced. Those who know me know this is a very, very big problem for me.

So we're I'm kind of fumbling through the mornings to keep up with little Mr. Bright-eyed-and-bushy-tailed (what is that expression about anyhow?) and then I stayin a hazy fog the rest of the day. It's pretty pathetic, really. If you stopped by my house these days, I would step out on to the porch and close the door behind me to protect you from the atrocities inside, and me from embarrassment. So when I do manage to pull myself off the couch or away from my porcelain friend, I'm generally busy doing the bare minimum to keep things going. Like making sandwiches for dinner. Again. Or putting the contents of the freezer and pantry back in place now that my little friend can open them and enjoys stacking and moving piles of things to odd places. Or just walking around picking up random things and thinking: Didn't I just do this? 

See, pretty boring stuff these days. And frankly, with how I'm feeling, boring is great!

One thought on “These days

  1. Derek Young says:

    If it makes you feel better I don’t have any little ones to take care of but still can’t seem to clean the kitchen.
    In my head it’s the last line of defense against the horde of single women beating down my door.


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