Thursday, September 04, 2008

Crazy going slowly am I

Have you ever had one of those days when life is just too overwhelming and every day obligations have pushed you to the edge of insanity and then your children, whom you love and hold more dear than any other being on the face of the earth, so much so that you would willingly step in front of a bus to save their precious little lives, collectively pick you up and toss you over that cliff into a deep, dark pit of despair so that you're left sitting on the floor in the corner of your bedroom hugging your knees, rocking back and forth, singing "The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow", and plotting your escape from this life you've created for yourself by running away with the guy who runs the Tilt a Whirl in one of those traveling carnivals that set up for the weekend in the local bank parking lot - you know the one, the guy with the missing front tooth and acid washed jean jacket - because residing in a beat up pop up trailer with some guy named "Hacksaw" and cooking Chef Boyardee on a camp stove in a housecoat while chain smoking Pall Malls sounds far more pleasurable than having to deal with one more whiny preschooler meltdown or wiping one more shitty ass?

Just me?

Yeah, thought so.

28 comments:

Ms. Huis Herself said...

Oh no, honey, it's not just you.

Trust me; it's not just you.

Best of luck for a better day tomorrow.

Fairly Odd Mother said...

Oh no, not just you. I just walked out of the kids' bedroom muttering, "Motherfuckers". So, no, not just you. I'm going to find some M&M's and a glass of wine before I go postal.

Trenches of Mommyhood said...

Kinda, sorta.

Although my song is "525,600 Minutes" from Rent,

My man is the Chester the Molester-looking conductor on the commuter rail,

And my smokes are Marlboro. Reds.

margalit said...

So not just you. And if you think it's hard now...teenagers. That's all I can say. Teenagers. The curse of mankind.

Not Afraid to Use It said...

I am with Fairly Odd Mother. Thank god the walls of my kitchen do not have ears to hear what I mutter under my breath 50 times a day after No, mom, the RED sippy cup or No, mom, I said I wanted the WHALE crackers, not the bunny crackers. I'll show you some whale crackers...

Heather said...

I seem to hear circus music as the soundtrack to my life...

so I guess it's not just you then.

ScientistMother said...

As mother to the tazmanian devil, I so feel you pain. Hope tomorrow is better.

Backpacking Dad said...

Filtered or unfiltered Pall Malls?

BOSSY said...

Not just you. Fer Christsake.

Mrs. Chicken said...

There is something in the air this week, I swear it. I had the same day yesterday, AND it rained all day long to boot.

Let's hope today is better for us both.

mamatulip said...

Oh, NO NO NO, not just you.

Barbara said...

Been there, done that. It is hard when they are that small.

Mine are 18 months apart, now 7 and 9. Different complaints.

No Pall Malls. The song is Billy Joel's Pressure.

Gwen said...

Oh no, it's not just you. I'm counting the seconds to naptime myself right now.

Domestic Extraordinaire said...

I so hear you. Its been a long week.

PunditMom said...

Not just you. But I'm going to fight you for the tilt-a-whirl guy.

motherbumper said...

not alone

and your run on sentence is making me drool

and hands off Hacksaw, he's mine and so is that can of Chef Boyardee.

Issas Crazy World said...

Nope, not just you. Mine are older, so it's just different hard. Then again I'm starting over again...so I'm screwed.

Pgoodness said...

just you? damn, I wish! (not that it was just you, more that it just wasn't all of us!! lol)

Mrs. Schmitty said...

Yup, that was me yesterday. I pretended that I astral projected to a tropical island. I refused to answer or look at anyone, including the hubby, for an hour. That will teach them when they decide to treat mama like crap!

flutter said...

Oh, You mean like....TODAY?!?!

Larissa said...

Oh honey... you are NOT alone in these fleeting (snd sometimes not so fleeting!) moments!!!

My son IS my world - the earth, sun, moon, and every star ib n between AND beyond... but there are days where even HE comments, "Mommy, I'm making you a little crazier today, huh?"

And he's TWO.

So, do NOT feel alone here...

And sometimes,I wonder if marrying the bqnk-lot carnie wouldn't have led to a saner life than I lead by being married s metal guitarist that did North Amdriczn touring up until we had our son..

ROFLMAO

Kate said...

ohmyyes. definitely not just you. and twice this week. i went out and bought a huge Newcastle and stood in the kitchen and guzzled. Gross, but it helped.

jen said...

oh babe. if i was closer i'd take you to fenway.

melanie said...

Great post...except in my dreams of escape I run away all by myself. Ahhh, it'd be so nice to have some alone time.

d e v a n said...

Obviously, not just you. At least we can all be in the loony bin together.

Jozet at Halushki said...

Yes. That day is my here and now. I can haz crazy, pleez with whipped cream?

Vicki said...

I practically live in the land of oz I try to visit there so often. I go into the personal under-the-breath rant mode when I'm having one of those moments.

nomotherearth said...

Yes, absolutely.