Swear Words

It’s been a helluva {it’s not swearing if you say it really fast with spelling errors} couple of days for me.

Reason?

Unknown.

{OK, one possible explanation is I had to go to the grocery store on Monday, with all four children, and I forgot five important things on the grocery list, so I went back yesterday –with only three kids this time - and forgot one of the main things that I forgot on Monday. And I got a couple of rude comments (masked in politeness and concern, ha) from the cashier about my children standing up in the cart. Note to self: do not give the grocery list to a child that does not know how to read, it is not helpful and avoid that cashier in the future.}

{One other possible reason…one of our chickens was hauled off by a neighborhood dog leaving only a pile of feathers.  I know it’s just a chicken, but I feel like it was my stewardship and I failed.}

But I’ve been a pretty pathetic mother and wife, despite my best efforts. 

I just can’t seem to get it together.

I’ve been: cranky, irritable, easily annoyed, grumpy, angry, joyless, un-Christ-like.

Things I’ve tried to get out of the dumps:

• Talked to friends who’s lives are way harder than mine.  I realize I have a pretty blessed life which compounds how lame it is to be acting the way I have which makes me feel worse.  Typical female scenario.
• Bought baby ducks.
• Bought tomato plants.
• Done my hair {I’m counting pony-tails, you should too} every day.
• Done the breakfast dishes soon{ish} after breakfast.
• Spent a lot of time outside.
• Made some fried foods for dinner.
• Eaten chocolate.
• Read a romance novel.
• Finished projects.
• Served.
• Let the kids watch movies for an entire morning.
• Threatened Adeline with a time-out every time she interacts with Spencer and makes him cry.

Things I haven’t tried:

• Called my mom and cried.
• Worked on a quilt.
• Locked myself in the bathroom with a donut.  {That will never happen seeings how I would have to go to the grocery store, can you get those delivered.}
• Seen a psychologist.
• Exercise (although I did like six loads of laundry on Monday and carried them all up the stairs, and I walked with the kids to the park which was more like an exercise in patience, all in the same day.}

So my question is:

What do you do to get out of the dumps?

I am currently taking any helpful hints and advice.  Seriously.

Katie

P.S. Giveaway on Friday, I came up with a most excellent idea, and no, it is not one of my children…unless of course you want one, see how accommodating I can be?