Clubs

I have always had this fascination with clubs.  Starting with those music clubs where you got a whole bunch of albums upfront for a buck and then had to buy so many high priced ones in a set amount of time.  I think I did those like three or four different times. 
I did one of those makeup clubs when I was a younger teen and my mom got me out of it.  I was so disappointed. 
Move ahead to current day and I'm still fascinated with them.  The little woman and I did Fabfitfun and Ipsy.  Neither one held our interest past a couple of times.  One was expensive and the other just gave us stuff we are never going to use. 
We have been doing the imperfect produce for awhile.  But when I didn't even open the last box for a week it was time to cancel.  And we did.  Now we did enjoy the fruits and veggies, just not that regularly. And they changed when we were a few weeks into it.  We will just go to farmer's market this summer for fresh veggies. 
We did Grove for about six months before I got somewhat bored with it.  How many cleaning supplies do you need?  And I can't even think about buying their expensive toilet paper no matter how good for the environment it might be.  So I tried to cancel and it didn't seem to work, but as long as I have nothing in my cart nothing comes. 
I still get their emails and it was time for spring scents.  Oh my.  Lilac.  Lilac is my second favorite scent in the world.  And I debated.  I had gotten an earlier email letting me have a much smaller minimum to have a box come.  And I debated.  I had talked to Rebecca about it.  She, too, loves lilac. 
So I'm at home and maybe having issues with my router.  And I notice that I have dish soap sitting up there from some box months and months ago.  Look at the flavor and it is lilac.  And there is hand soap and all purpose cleaner.  Well yeehaw.  I had totally forgotten having ordered them.  They were set up there to be out of the way. 
I remembered I had a box stashed that I hadn't even opened.  Hence my no longer needing to be a member of Grove.  In it was another bottle of dish soap, this one honey suckle.  I have enough dish soap to last me a couple of years since I don't wash dishes by hand. 
Sometimes I am just too funny.  At least I know when to quit and not just keep buying when I no longer have the need to do so. 

Eleven Hours

Eleven hours of sleep is heaven.  I may have even slept longer if the little woman wasn't squirming.  Once a little starts squirming it means sleep time is over.  I think I needed the long night of sleep though.  I feel a bit better. 
I had the weirdest dreams.  I dreamt about a house that we moved into with old wooden floors that had never been finished.  Makes me wonder what the floors were like in my grandparents' old house.  Seems familiar.  I dreamt about weird creatures.  I dreamt about my grandparents farm and houses being across the street from it.  Only in my dream. 
Over the years....I have noticed that the stranger my dreams are, the more stress I seem to be under.  So there is that.  I just am happy to have gotten a great night's sleep.  That I didn't stay up watching netflix and making it a short night.  Sometimes there is something to be said for being able to watch netflix without interruptions.  ;p  Sometimes there is something to be said for sleep. 

Friday

I worked and the littles went to daycare.  It was share day so I had no struggles.  Then it turned out the little man didn't get to share because of his choices and he was moved up front to help with the little kids.  He does like that and was very good for that period of time.
I hit the gas station and the grocery store prior to picking up the littles.  Got them and ran the groceries home.  Only put away the perishables as we had an Arby's date to get to. 
Took Arby's to Pat's.  The little man ended up staying the night.  Ahhhhhhh.  The little woman and I came home and she played on the computer.  I vegged a little and am now heading to bed.  Early for a change. 

Blessed I'd Say

On one of my facebook groups, someone had posted about their kid playing with a box.  How much fun can be had playing with a box.  So it reminded me of when the little woman had a box.  She and the neighbor girl made it into a house and played with it for a couple of weeks before I recycled it.
In searching for a picture of it I saw so many memories.  We have spent so much time going to parks, on hikes, to kids club, to dizzy castle, camping, yurting, etc.  We have been to MN, IL, IN and CA on planes. We have gone to Disneyland and tried to wrap our arms around Redwoods.  We have played in the San Fransisco Bay.  There have been trips to zoos, childrens museum and OMSI.  We have seen movies and plays.  And we have so many more things we want to experience.
But right now our time seems to be taken up with therapy, home visits, psychiatry appts., and IEPs.  We go to school, we go to work and we go see the therapist.  Between us we now have five to six appointments a week.  It leaves our weekends open, but I am pretty darn tired by then to do too much.  But we are still hitting parks and the farmer's market.  Trying to find balance and peace.
I'm just so happy for all the things we have done.  We are blessed.

My Turn

I think exhaustion is just catching up with me in a big way.  I just did not feel very well and got all hot and sweaty.  So I took the day off from work and tried to rest.  Made me feel a tad better.
After dinner I took the littles to the park to run some energy off.  He needed it.  I needed him to do it.  I was almost late with his pill again but remembered while we were at the park.  Hence the bottle of pills in the car.  We came home and started a movie.  He was asleep before ten.  Made me night. 

A Rock

So the little man woke up with a headache and his stomach was hurting.  He does get migraines that make him throw up.  He told me with enough time to try and find a sitter.  And that we did, so I could still work. 
Cheyenne came with friend in tow.  Stuck.  Feeling the need to work and the fear of what goes missing.  Well the answer to that is a brand new tube of cortisone and neopsorin with pain relief.  About $10.  That on top of the money for the babysitting.  And of course I don't know who the culprit is, but it always happens. 
It's just a space between a rock and a hard place. 

Back to a Week Day

Monday morning.  Mondays are hard and late start Wednesdays are hard.  So neither child would cooperate.  So we all went to therapy.  I feel like they hijacked my appointment.  We just switched them around.  This became the little man's appointment.  The little woman has hers tomorrow and mine on Wednesday. 
By the time we were done there wasn't any point in arguing about them going to school.  So we had a mental health day.