Typical Night

Sooo... last night at 8pm I started out to give my son a bath. He's only 5 months and I still bathe him in the infant tub in the kitchen sink. I walk into the kitchen to get it ready and notice the dishes hadn't been done. So I start to do the dishes, but the dishwasher needs to be emptied first. Dishwasher empty, I begin to load it again when my daughter spills water on the table. I grab a dish towel to clean it off and promptly remove the books from the table. After drying off the table I grab the books and take them upstairs to the boys' room. Once there I noticed socks hiding under the bed. I know I have a load of whites that need to be done, so I take them downstairs to the laundry room and start the load of whites. I check the dryer and of course there are towels in the dryer. Once folded, I take them back upstairs and go into the first bathroom where I notice the trash can is overflowing. Gather the trash up and take it downstairs to the kitchen trashcan which is overflowing as well. Take the bag outside to the big trash can and notice my sons' scooters are still on the front porch. I put them in the storage box and notice my daughters shoes are in there. Knowing she will be looking for them, I bring them back into the house but get stopped by the phone. While on the phone I notice my son's report card that needs to be put up. Open the closet door and the legos fall out. Cleaned up the legos and find the missing shoe I've been looking for. Take it upstairs to my room and find the files that need to be put away. I go to the compter room and begin to file the papers but have to move the baby swing to get into the cabinet. My daughers' doll is snapped in it, so I unbuckle it and take it in her room. She's finally sleep so I carefully pick up the wet towel and take it to my bathroom where I find my husband has shaved and the sink is filthy. I go to grab a Clorox wet thingy and the box is empty so I go to the hall closet to grab a new can. I find my son's belt. I take it back to his room where I find a half eaten bowl of crackers on the shelf. Trudging downstairs I get sidetracked by the light on in the backyard and stop to switch it off, but not before I notice the grill is still open. Outside I close the grill and and see the remote on the table outside. I step back inside and fold the blankets on the couch and put them back. Then I hear my son start to cry. I pick him up and sit down to nurse, wondering why I'm so tired. My husbands looks up from his Playstation 3 game he's been playing ALL night and asks "I thought you were going to give Colt a bath." GRRR... I start to think...It's now almost 10pm, he's still not bathed, the dishes still aren't done, there is a wet load of laundry waiting to go into the dryer, my daughters shoes are on the kitchen counter, the towels are piled on the potty in the kids' bathroom, the trash can in the kitchen doesn't have a bag in it, the box on the front porch isn't locked, the report card is sitting on top of the lego box which is still on the floor, the files still aren't filed, the bathroom sink is a mess and I'm not sure where I set the bowl with the crackers and when did my phone call end???It's a wonder anything ever gets completed in this house!Can anyone relate???