no wonder i get nothing done.

yesterday, all morning my goal was to mop the kitchen floor. i swept, picked up toys, put away shoes, put dirty clothes in the laundry room. and never managed to get to the point where i could mop. first i had to run and get dressed because the A/C guy showed up, sweep a little, then get Hope on the bus, sweep and pick up toys, the Pierce spilled something, so i wiped it up, then, take a pile of laundry to the laundry room and start it. THEN i put on music so i could sweep some more, check email, and suddenly a loud crash in the backyard. OH it was the old Unit hitting the ground.
with NO warning . so i went out to holler up at Lance on the roof about thanks for no warning and scaring the CRAP outta me! sweep sweep sweep. see the mop head is dirty looking Hmm i need a new one. go to pantry for new mop head, look at sink full of dishes. and i must do them before i can mop, so i can rinse in the sink, and fill the bucket. look at dishes and decide YEAH i don't have time for that right now, late for swim lessons, grab Pierce and hustle out the door. hauling butt to swimming. do his lesson, swing by barro's for lunch on the way home, put pierce in his crib for a nap, deliver lunch to Lance in the office, sit down to eat, check blogs, Get Hope off the bus, feed her, and finish eating, grab her towel, and suit and hustle out the door again and across town for lessons. sit in the sun for half hour and proof read the summer fun list for Alicia. then, put Hope's clothes back on , stop at QT on the way home for beverages unload and load Hope, go in purchase my 52 oz Dr. pepper, Lance's roosterbooster/diet mt dew mix, and a rainbow slush for Hope. load her back in the car. drive home unload, take her in and set her up watching TV in my room, check on Pierce, and tell Lance i'm leaving to go hang at the hospital with my sisters and visit mom. i stay there until 10:30 pm pick up dinner on the way home and come home to a mopped floor. so i ate dinner and blogged before i went to bed for about 45 minutes.

at what point in the day would i have mopped the floor?

a) before swim lessons?

b) during Lunch?

C) instead of going to the hospital?

d) after i got home from the hospital instead of eating?

i don't really want an answer, i'm just saying, it's crazy here. you know that right? you do.

and this is why my house is not mopped

today before Pierce's lesson at 10:30 i had wiped up-
- spilled cereal
- a spilled Dr. Pepper with a damn crazy straw.
-spilled fruit punch,
-spilled orange juice
- spilled water. twice

and super bonus after swimming Pierce puked, on the cool deck so i had the pleasure of hosing that down there. Awesome.

i don't know the point of this post . maybe I'm trying to rationalize why i can't seem to get anything done.

i admit I'm overwhelmed.

i have things to prove still too. and seriously I'm tired of having to explain my lack of whatever.
i do stuff, and nothing gets done. i sit on my butt and still nothing gets done. how does that work? i think if i eliminated eating or sleeping my house would be clean. but i still couldn't keep it clean.
my brand new white walls ? have spaghetti sauce on one baseboard, (closest to the table)
another wall and windowsill has salsa? WHO does this crap? oh yeah the kids that live here. and WHY here?already?? um because they are mine and the are YOUNGish, and i wasn't here when the salsa happened. and even if i painted my walls, a nice tan, poop brown, or spaghetti sauce red, something would be on my freaking walls. at least with white it's easy to spot right? that's what i tell myself. and grimy kid hand prints, and slime show up on every color. i've spotted them at houses with painted walls. it shows anyway.

this isn't a cry for help choosing paint colors, or anything like that. I'm just saying my new white walls and brand new tile already look like little people live here. it's freaking KILLING ME! and maybe I'm dreading the comments we will get tomorrow when Tony comes back to work here. that and nothing is new very long. and if i try to keep something new i am the hugest beast about it. it's better for me and the family if i relax, and try to cope with the mess, and ruination of all new things, and accept it. we are all happier if i just get over it.