Random thoughts of the day

Random thing #1:

I started the day out with a plan.  I have 7 days until the moving truck is packed.  I have 7 rooms in my apartment.  One room a day and we are done. 

Monday: Ladybug's bathroom.
Tuesday: Downstairs bathroom.
Wednesday: My bedroom.
Thursday: Ladybug's bedroom.
Friday: My bathroom.
Saturday: Living room.
Sunday: Kitchen.

Easy enough.

And then I got home today with a note on my door.  Exterminator is coming through tomorrow.  Really???  But my house is a disaster.  I mean disgusting disaster.  The only thing not wrong with it is bugs. 

So Ladybug's bathroom and the downstairs bathroom are now cleaned and packed.  The dishes are done.  And I hope to fold, put away clothes, and vacuum the living room.  Fun times.  But at least I am officially a day ahead of schedule now.

But I do have to ask... how did my 4 foot tall 7 year old manage to splatter tooth paste on the wall at least 6 feet tall?  I have been spoiled with not having to share a bathroom with her.


Random thing #2:

I packed my files and papers about 2 weeks ago.  It was an easy pack.  And I threw away a bunch of things I no longer needed.  One of the things I threw away was the bill of sale for my car.  I mean -- it is paid off.  Why would I need those papers?  And then I looked threw the DMV website for my new state.  If the car was purchased less than 3 years ago (I purchased in 2010) then I must prove sales tax paid -- or the new state will charge me their sales tax.  Oh so that is why I need that bill of sale!

So I popped into the car dealership today to see if they had a copy.  I told them who I was and that I purchased a car in 2010 and I needed a copy of my bill of sale.  They copied it and handed it to me.  No ID.  No questions.  Hmmmm.  That seems wrong.  But at least I have what I need now.


Random thing #3:

Ladybug has daily behavioral contracts at school.  Her day is split into 9 sections and she gets checks or x's.  She got 1 X today.  For spilling her drink at lunch.  Really?  She accidentally spilled her drink in the cafeteria?  And this is somehow a behavioral issue?  I mean I know she spills things.  She is 7.  And it was in the cafeteria.  Blah!


Random thing #4:

I think she is freaking out about the move.  She won't admit it.  She is not "nervous".  She is not "scared".  I know because I asked.  She also told me I am scared because "adults don't get scared".  Good to know.  But she is clingy.  She holds my hand.  She wants lots of cuddle time.  She needs lots of hugs.  And that is before we even make it out of the afterschool program.

And tonight she asked for dinner.  And then was upset it was hamburgers instead of pancakes.  Say what?  She loves hamburgers.  And she hates having breakfast for dinner.  So she refused to eat.  Power struggle?  I assumed.

But then she asked if she could take "a long, hot bath".  Say what?  She hates taking a bath.  But she asking.  So who am I to deny her.  So up to her nice clean bathroom for a bath.  She stops at the toilet and pukes.  Over and over and over.  I am pretty sure she is running on empty.  Maybe it wasn't a power struggle.

Bath.  Bubbles.  Barbies.  Happy girl.  Compliant girl.  Off to bed and asleep before even asking for a story.

hmmmmm.

Okay I think that is all for tonight.  I need to make this place look a little less embarrassing.  For the exterminator.

Mean Mama