I've been rather frustrated at my recent inability to write.
Today, I finally realized what the problem is.
Summer Vacation.
My schedule was pretty consistant while the boys were in school. I'd usually write while G-Unit took her morning nap, which was usually at around 9am. But, since the boys have been out of school, her nap schedule is all screwed up because, really, how is a toddler supposed to sleep when there are teenage boys all up in the house, being obnoxious and loud?
Today, I'm feeling Summer Vacation rage because OH MY GOD WILL YOU KIDS STOP KNOCKING ON MY DOOR, EATING ALL OF MY FOOD, FIGHTING, AND GENERALLY ANNOYING THE CRAP OUT OF ME?
The days in which I had a few hours of peace and quiet to myself to do things like "write" and "watch Maury" er, I mean Do the laundry." (No, Seriously). are GONE. Now, my days are now spent breaking up fights, repeatedly repeating myself, barking at people to take showers because they smell like wet dogs, fighting for a turn at Guitar Hero (because, HELLO, that game is The Shit.) and taking verbal abuse when I DO finally do get a turn. (Which, can I just say, ExSqueeze me for sucking at it, but if people would let me have a FREAKING TURN, perhaps I could get better at it and remember to actually "strum" the guitar. P.S. It's not THAT funny. Ok, maybe it is because haha, I take a game with a fake plastic guitar way too seriously.)
What I'm trying to say is that having all three kids home all day long is sucking every ounce of creative energy from my brain and THAT is the problem.
Yes. I just blamed my children for my WannaBe Writers Block. Sounds good to me and so I'm going to go ahead and make that my Official Excuse.
(Tomorrow, I shall write about how I just found out that my husband secretly bought a whistle and how I know he's not telling me because I'm going to make fun of him for taking The Coaching of City Basketball WAY TOO SERIOUSLY and how I know I really have no room to talk considering how seriously I take Guitar Hero, but PEOPLE. HE BOUGHT A WHISTLE AND HAS YET TO TELL ME ABOUT IT.)
the only way to survive summer vacation with 2 teens and a baby is what I did last summer: declare 9-10:30 and 2-4 "rest time".
My older girls had 2 options: Go to your room and don't make any noise- don't talk to each other, don't giggle, don't use sign language (ie- naps were fine, so were coloring, writing in journals, and card games as long as no noise) or I'd assign a book report on the book of my choice and they had to write it, present it, and possibly present it to the neighbor kids (whose parents threatened them with having to come to my house during those times hee hee).
The baby (niece)? nap time. Rest time. Quiet play in her crib time.
The Momma? Whatever she wanted to do time. Worked great, kept my sanity.
PS I'm proud of you for even trying- for not giving up even though there's chaos of children. Summer is my worst "gain weight" time and I'm praying this one is different.
PSS You can always start a flame war,guaranteed to drive up readership and comments, and probably give you plenty to write about. Or ask your kids stupid questions with a straight face and then post about their dumbfounded expressions and answers. I'm sure Andrew would love to be asked BY HIS MOTHER if he's ever desired to lick *insert girl's name in his class*'s ear during math....