The weekend has served to highlight that–as usual–my life is composed of blacks and whites, with nary a grey to be found. Why have happy mediums when you can just swing from joy to fury and back again, I say. It just keeps things interesting.
I love: Beautiful summer days.
I hate: 95 freaking degrees?! I think I’m dying. Well, okay, maybe not, but I’m certainly not cooking. Or mowing. Or moving at all, really.
I love: Thinking to set up and fill the kiddie pool on Friday night, so we can use it all weekend.
I hate: Being eaten by bugs in the dark. The water still being freezing cold Saturday morning. Half the water being sloshed out within the first half hour of use.
I love: Watching the kids frolic in the water.
I hate: Getting splashed. Having my water kicked over immediately followed by “wasn’t me!” Shouting loud enough for the neighbors to hear, “I do not want to see anyone’s lips on anyone’s behind again or everyone is getting out!”
I love: Getting to sleep late on the weekends, knowing that the kids can fend for themselves for a few hours.
I hate: The warzone that awaits me after the extra snoozing. Follow the trail of poptart wrappers and sloshed milk to the cartoons and toy explosion!
I love: My child being taken to Chuck E. Cheese by someone who isn’t me.
I hate: Listening to the other child whine all weekend long about the great cosmic tragedy that is the unfairness of not getting to go to Chuck E. Cheese as well.
I love: Being all caught up on laundry.
I hate: Confirming that each child is now down to less than a week of socks, and having to ask my ex to please return what is surely a mountain of small foot coverings hiding somewhere in his house.
I love: Taking a shower before climbing into clean sheets.
I hate: Missing a phone call while I’m in the shower. Having to turn off the air conditioner in order to run my hairdryer without tripping a circuit. Knowing I have to go to work tomorrow.