The flip side to a great vacation is, obviously, the readjustment to regular schedules. I naively thought I was in the clear because yesterday, the day Rob went back to work after two weeks off, was a really good day. The boys played happily together all day. You read that correctly. All day. Happily. Together.
Today was a different story.
The non-stop rain and cold temperatures were only part of the problem. The other part was that we were all bored. Bored out of our minds. To liven up the day we went to Wal-Mart. By all rights that should probably explain everything. The end. What is it about going to Wal-Mart with young children? I think maybe it destroys your soul? Breaks your spirit? Whatever the case, I had two items I really needed to get, and I made a list of discretionary, sort-of-need, running-low-on items that I subsequently filled the cart with. The two items I needed? They didn’t have. Meanwhile, as I’m coming to grips with the fact that Wal-Mart did not have any dog waste bags or Meltaway Tylenol, the boys were apparently becoming unhinged in the pet department, squeezing every single squeaky toy and laughing like very loud hyenas, annoying the hell out of all the other grim-faced shoppers. After we got home, I felt so defeated that I wondered how much longer until bedtime, but unfortunately it was eight and a half hours away. Therefore I morphed into “Most Boring Mother”, unable to rally to the boring tasks at hand and uttered, more than once “Do you want to watch some television?”
Ah, there’s always tomorrow.
What is up with this weather?
I took the boys to Staples today and I too almost lost my freaking mind. Mind you, I feel that way in most retail establishments with those two.
We’ve had some of those days this summer. I hope the forecasts of rain for our vacation next week are wrong.