Recovering

So I’ve discovered that there is no such thing as easing back into motherhood.

I arrived home late Monday night to a relatively neat and tidy house. By lunchtime on Tuesday, it looked like a cyclone had hit and left me for dead.  I simply could not get back into the swing of things.

Call it post-vacation funk or PMS or sheer laziness, whatever it was, it was winning.  Things were spiraling out of control around here, and I just couldn’t seem to get ahead.

Fortunately yesterday was a new day.  I had regained my energy for housekeeping and mothering, and I managed to get things under control and even cook a nice steak dinner for The Fam.

But when last night rolled around, exhaustion was setting in again, so I made an executive decision.  And that was to skip the American Idol Finale and go to bed.

Yep, you read that right.

All I really cared about was who won, and I just KNEW Jordin was gonna walk away with the crown.  Or the idol.  Or whatever the winner walks away with.  And even with my beloved DVR, I knew I would be watching at least an hour of filler to find out who won.  So I just went to bed at 9 PM.

And I’m so glad I did.  Because I was really dragging last night, but when the alarm went off at 5:55 this morning, I bounded out of bed, well, bounded might be a slight exaggeration, but I got right up and went walking with my walking buddy.

When I got back, I immediately went to my faithful Idol live bloggers to see who won.  And I discovered that, had I sat up to watch, I would have gotten to the end of my recording only to find out that I missed the big announcement on account of the winner being revealed at 10:04, after my recording stopped.

At which point, there would have been much weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth.  Because the ONLY reason I watch result shows is for, well you know, the results.  Go figure.

And this is EXACTLY what happened to my blogging buddy, Beth, at I Should Be Folding Laundry.  Beth, girl!  I feel your pain.

I have to say, though, given Kathy’s recap, I am rather curious to see some of the performances by the former Idols, so I might just skim through the show tonight.  But I am SO glad I didn’t stay up last night to watch.

So.  Today is yet another new day.  And right now, at 9:30, I have walked for 30 minutes, prepared and cleaned up breakfast for all three kidlets and myself, packed a lunch and set child #1 off to school, put a pork loin in the crock pot for dinner tonight, and done 2 loads of laundry.  To say nothing of typed this post and read a couple blogs.  I am woman.  Hear me roar!

Well, I’m off to face another day!  Have a good one.