Sometimes, life is tough. Everybody knows that. That statement alone is just a big ‘ol DUH!
But there are those days…. those weeks that are exceptionally more…challenging.
I liken it to continuously taking repeated punches to the side of the head. After awhile, I get tired of dodging “shots”, bobbing, and weaving. It’s at that point I just have to pause, scratch my head a bit, and silently think “you’ve got to be eefffing kidding me”.
It’s been like that these last five days.
Welcome to my week for “WTF?” moments:
1. It amazes me as to how two small bags of groceries a week translates into two big, honkin garage bags of trash. And we recycle. WTF?
2. It amazed me how my little delicate newt of a 3 year old girl, can have B.O that could choke an ox at hundred yards. Man Pit? At three years old? WTF?
3. It floors me that cell phone company that I have put my money and my trust in, can cut me off twice in one hour and make ME call them back. Nevermind the fact it took a freakin HOUR to correct an error on our wireless contract. A phone company with bad connections….isn’t that like a fire truck catching on fire?
4. It amazes me how a roomful of professional, mild mannered business people can get their undies in a bunch and dang near go POSTAL..all over the details of a group Christmas party. Happy Holidays people. May the fleas of a thousand camels invade your armpits.
5. At age 43 I feel I could work for the CIA….or even the Penguins of Madagascar. It perplexes me that the simple act of leaving the house ALONE takes maneuvers and stealth that may make a Navy Seal envious. I seen people just leave their house. You know, grab their purse and …..walk out. It’s crazy. WTF?
And after all these fun and games, I have the cherry topper on this turd Sunday. I amazes me that, as I am across the house and down in the basement, I can still hear my youngest bellowing for me like a stuck bull. It amazes me even more that after I feverishly haul a$$ up the stairs to find her, I see a kid who needs a butt wipin….and a Daddy sitting 6 feet away glued to the TV. When I ask him why he did not heed his daughter’s call for assistance (even though he knew full well I was in the basement) his answer is “but she was calling for YOU….”
That my friends, is the mother of all the WTF?’s in my book.
Here’s hopeing for a better week!
Lots of WTF’s over here, too!
What’s that all about??
Eerily enough, your WTF moments look a lot like mine!
I hear that all the time over here as well. And I’m just about as happy about it as you are.
I walked in the door at 7pm tonight. My kids still weren’t bathed. Excuse: “I have the flu and didn’t want to get them sick.”
Tell me darling, “Did you touch the children at all while I was gone? Seems they’re breathing the same air as you.” Looks like another case of my recliner was much too comfortable, and I wasn’t interested in giving the children baths since I knew you would come home eventually!”
“WTF?”
Oh yeah, that is most definitely the mother of all WTF@
Yep, you get the award. Are you still sober? I’d be into the wine ages ago with a week like that! LOL!
Seems there’s an armpit theme going on though…
Hope this new week is fresher, funner and generally less WTF!
WTF is right! Hope this week is better.
Most of the time I can leave the house at any time…but when we have my boyfriend’s daughter (every other weekend), she freaks out if I even want to go to the grocery store. And she won’t go with us. I’ve snuck out at 6 a.m. while everyone’s sleeping before just to get some basics!
Sometimes daily existence is one big “WTF?” to the point that I could say it in answer to just about everything that goes on around this house, happens in my life, etc. Before “WFT?” we had “Things That Make You Go Hmmm….” If nothing else, these “WTF?” moments keep life entertaining, although sometimes I could do with a little boredom.
Motherhood…not all it’s cracked up to be….
Hope this week is better!
That last one is less WTF and more FU, if you ask me…
Ahh too funny. Your a mom now you should know that you aren’t allowed to leave the house alone or on time for anything anymore. I give you credit for not killing your hubby over the no butt wiping. In my house it is an arguement over the bathroom. My hubby gets bad when my son tries to go into the bathroom with him, but then doesn’t stop my son from pounding on the bathroom door when I try and sneak in there for five seconds of bathroom time alone!
Three year olds can stink the stanky stink? I had no idea!
I agree with you on the trash, It’s absolutely crazy!
What a week!
WTF is right!
You are one of the funniest bloggers…thanks for writing so “real!”
OH s.o.b!
YOUR WTF’S are fun
you should make a carnvial up!
i love the get out of the house one
everytime my ass is finally in the car with three kids buckled
i begin sobbing at the miracle of it.
xoxo supah
Oh Hugs! Don’t we all have those WTF moments!
I’ve been stalking your blog for a while. Lol
Now, I’m officially following you! I have an award waiting for you on my blog. Please come and get it whan you have a chance.
Alone time is good, baby BO is bad.
My sister needs to meet you. This sounds like you’ve been a fly on the wall in her house.