Friday, June 27, 2014

This Cuckoo is back; crossing Purple haired priestesses, embezzlement and other things I shouldn't have done today

Today seems like a good day to take up blogging again. 
Ok, lets be real, today is a horrible day to take up blogging again. I have a "TO-DO" list a mile long and I don't even want to look at it because so far the only things I can check off it are things that aren't even on it. Maybe I should start a new one with all the things that I have actually done today so I can check all of them off.

  • Get up early and make husband coffee-CHECK!
  • Go back to bed and sleep until 9:30 and then only wake up then because your baby is hungry -CHECK!
  • Have a pretend Mini meltdown over trying to figure out which envelope Dave Ramsey would want me to embezzle money out of to go get a really good deal on a really nice carseat-CHECK!
  • Convince myself not to just put it on the Amex I was supposed to cut up-CHECK!
  • Steal money from clothes, grocery and car repairs fund Buy a $375 carseat for $150-CHECK!
  • Pretend fight a purple haired lady who may or may not be a pagan priestess for the carseat by imagining what you are gonna say if she sees that you are the one who had them hold the carseat last night since she is yelling at the customer service guy about the carseat being gone while you hide behind a display pretending like you are actually looking at pez dispensers and transformers trading cards and hoping they bring it up to the other side of the store so she doesn't yell at you too and do some voo-doo magic on your baby and turn him into a toad in retaliation for beating her to the carseat  - CHECK!
  • Go to starbucks -CHECK!
  • Eat at Lenny's with Mom-CHECK!
  • Have a rage moment where ask yourself why the heck you ever posted anything on a Facebook resale site because there is no way $10 can be worth people being annoying as...annoying things by posting screen shots documenting that someone posted "want" on  your item on another site a whole two minutes before and you gave dibs to the wrong person and other people highjacking your posts by posting their own items for sale in the comments of YOUR item which causes you to get multiple notifications about THEIR item on YOUR post..-CHECK!
  • Swear off resale sites and swear you will goodwill those buggers over dealing with momma drama-CHECK!
  • come home feed baby and then rush off to meet someone to sell your item from the resale site you just swore off....-CHECK!
  • Go into target and mill around trying to find something you "need" to buy-CHECK!
  • come home and sit on the couch and snuggle baby-CHECK!
  • Write a blog post with a to-done list full of  run-on sentences-CHECK!
Now, I feel better that I have gotten so much done. I'm going to temporarily ignore the fact that none of that is what I should be doing since for some ridiculous reason I  decided to have a yard sale tomorrow and have someone come take real estate photos of our house that we are trying to list for sale. I'm not really sure what I was thinking. Sometimes I do things and then wonder about my ability to reason with myself and realize that I occasionally suffer from some form of temporary insanity that causes me to do things like plan a last minute garage sale and schedule home photos where my house has to be insanely presentable on the same day when I have a 10 week old baby. The insanity defense continues when I randomly decide to start blogging the day before I totally overbook myself instead of getting ready for either of those events.
Anyway, it just seems like the appropriate mommy thing to do. The blogging I mean. 
It came to me when I got home after all that running around doing nothing and laid him down in front of me. He smiled at me so big he couldn't keep his eyes open. I just felt so overwhelmed with joand love and jus I wantted to box that moment up and keep it forever. Then I got all teary eyed sad that he won't be my baby forever. He won't always just lay staring into my eyes and grinning like I'm his whole world. It was so happy and epic and sad all at the same time. Somehow all the emotion motivated be to blog. so blog I did. 
Hello blog world. This Cuckoo Cachoo is back!  Maybe if I ever feel like irritating my carpel tunnel again I'll post something remotely interesting soon.