Kids (and husband) at home and social distancing: Blog two

Like everyone else, I am spending an enormous amount of time at home. Unlike most people, this isn’t too different for me — except not going to work every day. In normal life, I get home in the afternoon and don’t really venture out unless one of the kids requires transportation somewhere.

Yesterday I decided that I would clean my house the way I would clean a client’s home. That doesn’t happen very often and I thought it sounded fun. I began to dust my china cabinet and realized it was time to clean the glass shelves (something I don’t do for my clients because it’s their CHINA!!!!).

My experiment lasted exactly 30 seconds.

After I cleaned the shelves, I realized that I needed to clean the decorations above my cabinets. As I pulled all the teapots and steins and vases down, I had a brilliant idea to redecorate up there. What possibly could cause more work from that epiphany?

Let me tell you. I don’t have a ton of cabinet space that is available because I am what Eric would call “a stuffer”. He claims that I just throw things in drawers and cabinets to get them out of the way. The cabinet in which I wanted to put all the leftover things was full of……..crap. Crap worth saving (mostly) but crap nonetheless.

Thirty minutes later our entire kitchen looked as though a burglar broke into our home and ransacked the kitchen. All the while, Eric was on a video call, completely oblivious to the chaos around him. Apparently, he had engaged superpower mode. If you are unfamiliar with Eric’s super human abilities, check them out here:

He’s pretty amazing.

When it was all said and done, I had redecorated the kitchen cabinets and hutch, cleaned the kitchen, bleached the bathrooms, dusted the house (except the boys rooms because they have hands and feet and PLENTY of time), cleaned the baseboards, vacuumed and mopped, made a delicious dinner, redid the chalk art and gave myself a manicure.

I have no idea what I am going to do today. I thought about cleaning the carpets, but it is raining and that would be pointless. I feel like I wish I liked reading more. Eric keeps buying me books in an attempt to make me love reading.  Of course there’s the one constant in my life that never leaves me — laundry.

I am not that desperate yet, though.

Kids at home and social distancing: Blog one

The last two days were the boys first two days of cancelled school due to the coronavirus. We have chosen to not look at this as Second Spring Break, but instead to stay home as much as possible. We sat down and gave the boys some goals for the week, one of which was for them to clean their rooms. In theory this task would only take about 30 minutes, if they didn’t complain and just cleaned their room. As any parent knows, this is not how it went down.

One of them chose to completely empty their closet and throw all his belongings on his bed. Day two, he is still unable to sleep in his own bed.

The oldest did a decent job. He still has some laundry to take care of, but the room is good.

The subject of this blog is my tidy child. His room got a little disheveled with various baseball cards, so he organized them and then cleaned his room. I took a look at it today and it didn’t look done. I asked him to go finish it up and as he was doing so, he informed me that he threw away his recorder from grade school.

Aside from the fact that I minored in music and it just hurts me to know that an instrument (as annoying as the recorder can be) was wasted, I have one more child that will need a recorder next year. It didn’t cost much – I don’t even remember how much, but that really wasn’t the point. I just didn’t want to buy a third recorder. The first one was lost in a move and I was ridiculously excited to have saved the second one. I’m not sure why.

So, the conversation started:

Kid: I threw away my recorder

Me: WHY???
Kid: I was done with it

Other Kid: It was an instrument. Why would you throw it away?

Wasteful Kid (now known as WK): Who even gives a crap?

Me: I do!

WK: Well, it didn’t even sound that good.

Other Kid: Maybe it was you playing it and not the recorder

Me: I WAS JUST GOING TO SAY THAT! (High five to other kid)

WK: It was only $15! Who gives a crap???
Me: Again, I give a crap. Since it’s only $15 you can pay for the next one.

In a power play he huffed and puffed and stuffed his bag from the orthodontist into my purse before he went back into his room and emerged with more trash. He then went back into his room and emerged with more trash.

WK: May I please have your permission to throw this trash away? Would you like to keep this and play it?

At this point I really didn’t love having a clone of myself.

The oldest then went in his room and began playing recorder music to let us know what the youngest would be missing out on.

WK: You guys are annoying. You sound almost like that recorder.

Third Kid enter stage left: What recorder?

Me: The one he threw away.

Third Kid: Now I’ll never learn the recorder? Thanks a lot!!!

Other Kid: He claimed it didn’t sound that good anyway, but we think it was him.


This is day two.  DAY TWO.

My Dream Super Bowl

Every December Eric and I discuss some of the goals we have for the new year. These are NOT resolutions. I break resolutions within 15 minutes of waking up the morning of January 1. The goals we discuss usually fall under the umbrella of a theme we have thought about for our family. Since this is my first post in as many months as it seems January has lasted, you can guess that one of my goals was to write again. Like not once for another 18 months, but on a regular basis. I realize this will limit my game playing time on my phone, but I am willing to make the sacrifice.

As anyone who has met me knows, I hate football. Like really hate it. I have tried to like it — I really have. It is just mind-numbingly ridiculous. Obviously, the Big Game is this weekend, and it just so happens that I am slightly interested in something more than the halftime show this year!

The year Eric and I got together the football team that was playing in St. Louis won the Super Bowl. I don’t really know how they did after that win, other than I know they did not win anymore Super Bowls. We lived in Springfield, MO a couple years later and most Ozarkians are Kansas City Chiefs fans. I thought it would be fun to irritate Eric by saying I loved the Chiefs anytime that he talked about the former St. Louis team.

I was right on two fronts. It DID irritate him, and it WAS fun!

Fast forward lots of years, three kids and a cross-country move, and the team that played in St. Louis evaporated into thin air. My boys were left without an NFL team for which to root. Eric posed the question, “What team should we support now?”

My answer was of course my beloved Chiefs. Because football.

This is where the story actually gets interesting. Ish.

Would you like to know what other team I chose?

The 49ers.

Why? Because I love San Francisco, of course!

So I basically predicted the 2020 Super Bowl a few years ago. I will be rooting for the Chiefs on Sunday because I have a ton more friends that like the Chiefs than I do friends who like the 49ers and this has to be the determining factor since the outfits they wear are similar.

So here. My first post of 2020 is about football. It may be my only post ever on this subject and I’m pretty sure everyone is ok with that.