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Sunday, October 19, 2014

Losing It Over A Lunch

It was not my best mom moment.

On Wednesday as we were heading out the door to school Sweet Guy asked a simple question, “Did you make my lunch?”

Now this is an innocent enough question because 99% of the time I have indeed made his lunch.

But this time that question just sent me completely over the edge.

I had been painting our home non stop for the past two weeks. My fingernails were long gone, paint was securely streaked throughout my hair and I was beginning to fear that my hands would permanently atrophy into paintbrush holding claws.

It is a 30 year old home and believe it or not many of the areas, such as closets and ceilings, had probably never seen a paintbrush. Then there were several questionable previous owner DIY moments to overcome like dark brown bathroom walls and deep avocado green ceilings. They all required two coats primer followed by two, sometimes three, coats of paint to cover it. It was taking FOREVER to finish!

Most days I painted for 7-8 hours but the previous day I had painted for over 12 hours.

During those 12 hours I had taken a number of pain relief tablets. EVERY inch of my body hurt from climbing up and down a step ladder countless times followed by my arms being extended for long periods of time as I reached up a wall, etc.

My body was telling me I needed a break.

Sleep had evaded me on several nights. The culprit was mainly the previous issue. I was in too much pain to sleep. The other issue was 4 people and 2 dogs in one hotel room.

We all needed a break.

The laundry was overflowing, the cupboards were bare.

The housework needed me to take a break.

But I continued ignoring all the hints because of looming deadlines.

School would once again start up for me in the form of online classes on Wednesday.

The painting would be so much easier to finish in empty rooms and our furniture was set to arrive on Monday.

Pushing, pushing, pushing. I continued on ignoring it all. 

Then the phone call. Grandma Jingles was in the hospital and it was not good.

The universe was telling me to stop.

But Tuesday night I was so upset by it all I kept going.

Which led to Wednesday morning.

Poor Sweet Guy.

I started yelling.

“I was painting all day until 9 pm last night. Are you telling me that you or your dad couldn’t make your lunch? What did you do last night?”

Followed by more yelling.

You get the drift.

A big fat parenting failure.

I texted my BFF that she needed to pray for me STAT because a lack of a sandwich had caused me to lose it.

I dropped my dejected boy off at school. He was late of course so he received his second tardy in two weeks.

Then I did two things.

I asked the Fashionista to do the laundry before she left for work. She did.

I called Mr. Décor at work and asked him to open his wallet. He did.

With that I laid my paintbrush down and picked up the phone. The cavalry showed up the next day in the form of a painting crew and I took the day off. Amazingly the world did not stop spinning.

I spent some time driving along the lovely hills and serene horse ranches near Flower Mound, TX. While traveling two lanes roads I used an earpiece to speak with Grandma Jingles who had been released from the hospital. She was sent home with a diagnosis of chronic heart failure. We made plans that I would soon go visit her soon.

Deep breaths.

By the afternoon the cupboards were once again full and I was on the path to getting there.

This respite made it possible to remain calm when the painters called me on Friday afternoon and told me there was a problem with the house. The toilets were backing up into the showers.

Sigh and YUCK!

Having learned my lesson I called the one local person I knew who I thought could help me. Our realtor, Mary. She reminded me about the home warranty we had purchased. So a plumber was sent out. The verdict was we had a main line stoppage which often can occur when a house sits vacant for awhile and then suddenly the plumbing is called into action. Crises somewhat averted.

Sure glad I had taken the day off.

I know for wives and mothers there is never completely a day off.

But at least taking a day that we are not physically trying to push ourselves into an early grave is a must.

So in case you need it, I’m giving you permission to take a day off.

Laura

"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." ~ Matthew 11:28-30

By the seventh day God had finished the work he had been doing; so on the seventh day he rested from all his work.  And God blessed the seventh day and made it holy, because on it he rested from all the work of creating that he had done.”~ Genesis 2:2-3

“Remember the Sabbath day by keeping it holy.  Six days you shall labor and do all your work,  but the seventh day is a Sabbath to the LORD your God.” ~ Exodus 20:8

14 comments :

Junkchiccottage said...

Oh Laura you really are being tested of late. The good part of all of this is you listened to your body and mind to let it go for a short time and called in the calvary for help. Sometimes being a women with our many hats we wear can be overwhelming. Your sense of humor and listening to yourself will get you through this. You go girl!
Kris

Karena Albert said...

Laura you have pushed and pushed yourself, and you have accomplished nearly more than is humanly possible!! Thank goodness you called for help. That has been my biggest life lesson these past few years...to ask for help when I could go on no further add all of you amazing friends have come through in some way shape or form, some many times over!

xoxo
Karena
The Arts by Karena

~Lavender Dreamer~ said...

Women tend to want to take everything on...and do it all well. But we can get overwhelmed and it's good to know when to step back and ask for help. I hope you have a beautiful Sunday and a good week ahead. Sending you some hugs! Pass them along to your sweet family. A hug and a paintbrush! heehee! Hugs, Diane

marty (A Stroll Thru Life) said...

The furniture is coming and you have tons to do, but just sit back and order in, don't try to cook every meal. Rome didn't happen in a day, so relax. You really do need some rest. Sending hugs and prayers.

Debra@Common Ground said...

Laura, I've been there so many times. what you're doing will be over soon, but give yourself a break for a bit and rest. Thanks for sharing your "moment", sometimes we think we're the only one that has ever slipped. Personally, I don't know how you've done it all, but it's going to be fabulous!

Rhonda said...

Oh Laura, we do all push ourselves constantly. You are not alone. I am so happy you asked for help. Unless you are wearing a Wonder Woman outfit there is no reason to feel you can do it all. I take many breaks in life. I simply cannot accomplish what I could in the past. Wishing I could be there to help you. Much love. Rhonda

Auntie Em said...

Well, that was a well earned and deserved day off if ever there was one! Your whole family is probably due for quite a few days off after all the stress of moving and renos.
I am so sorry to hear that Grandma Jingles isn't doing so well. Not being able to be near her and give her some support at a time when both of you could probably use some hugs and together time is no doubt one of your biggest stresses. Prayers being sent by the way for you both.
It is amazing how difficult it is for us to ask for help. Not just women but men as well. I am still hobbling around and some days it's overwhelming. I finally had to sit down with myself and figure out where I could ask for help which would help me and be the least inconvenience to others. And surprisingly, everyone is always more than happy to help. I found out it's harder for me to ask than for them to give. How strange is that!?!
I hope the problems are all smoothed over soon and you can find some time to relax and enjoy your new home and spend time with your loving and wonderful family. {{{hugs}}}
ps: I am sure Sweet Guy will survive. he may be a little leery of lunch time for a while but in the end I am sure he will appreciate his noon time meals! lol BTW, does his school have a cafeteria or a hot lunch program? Might take some of the pressure off you for a while. :)

Gypsy Heart said...

A grand effort on your part! Hindsight is always 20/20 isn't it? Calling in the calvary could have happened earlier but as usual, women feel that they can do it all. I'm so glad you stopped and listened to your body and mind! You need rest and recuperation! It will all fall into place...always does.

xo
Pat

Terri Steffes said...

Forgive yourself. This will be the best present you can give to you and your family! We are humans afterall, and are fallable. You are a wonderful person and your family knows it! So do I.

GARAGE SALE GAL said...

It is good to take a break and refresh yourself. I hope Sweet Boy got a I'm sorry from his Mom...and maybe a school lunch for a few days would also help the both of you! Hooray for professional painters!
warmly,
deb

Pat@Life At Lydias House said...

This too shall pass. Tomorrow your furniture will arrive and you can start putting your lives back together again. Hopefully, everything will settle down quickly. I am so sorry that you have had so much on you lately and I too wish that I was close enough to be of help. Meanwhile, I will continue to pray for the very best for you and your sweet family.

Angela said...

God bless you, Miss Laura. Everything will settle down soon and your life will be less stressful. Until then, I'll keep you and Grandma Jingles in my prayers.

Linda said...

Bless your heart, your post is making me cry. Yes, we've all been there. Here I am sitting here this morning, feeling distraught over the fact that it looks like I've broke a tooth again - the 2nd in the past month. It's not adding joy to the fact that I turn 50 next month... in fact, it's not helping at all. This stinks. I'm literally falling apart. So, yes, we've been there and thank you for your honest post. I feel for you and hope things get continually better. I'm so sorry about Grandma Jingles. I hope you can visit her soon.
Love, Linda

Liz Hockamier said...

Awe! I'm so glad that Grandma is doing better. And I'm glad you got a day off.
It will all be worth it. :)
~Liz