Thing 1, Thing 2 and I were flying solo most of the weekend. Hubs had to work day shift. I usually try to take advantage of these weekends and get my errands taken care of. Ya know the stuff that has to be done, but the husband doesn't want to go along with. This weekend's plans were, breakfast out, then walmart, the local wireless store, the post office, the dollar store, and then finally the grocery store.
I had fully prepared myself for the events of the day, the night before. Simply because we were in the midst of a mini monsoon, a welcomed sight might I add. I had everyone tucked in bed and asleep before 930 Friday night. Yes 930 on a Friday night, no I am not a 95 year old grandma, I am a tired working mom. So I wake up at around 530 when I hear my husband's voice on the phone with someone. I realize he is chatting with the person that worked night shift, finding out about the night's happenings. So, hubs is handling that, I in the mean time become wide awake. Did I mention it is 530 in the morning, the flippin sun isn't even up yet. As to not waste production time, I get out of bed, and begin washing a load of clothes. Then realizing that the sun is still not up, and literally neither are my chickens (the rooster has not crowed at this point), the bright idea hits me, to crawl back into bed and READ!!! I had started Rereading a book while on vacation and wanted to finish it. So I lay in bed reading and sniffling, and reading and sniffling. I think I left out the part where the book is a tear jerker.
I manage to finish my book, feeling accomplished because it is now day light. The wild ones finally begin stirring. I can't wait any longer, I am hungry. I awake the sleeping dragons, get them ready and we head out. It is now 730 in the morning. We head out to meet hubs for breakfast at a local diner. It was a nice family time.
Then it was off to run, run run. I think I may have also left out the part that it had rained about 2 inches overnight, and was still drizzling at this point. We make the first stop at walmart. I have my plans mapped out for the day, as to be more eco friendly because I drive a gas hog. Some groceries were bought, ya know the canned stuff, cause lets face it some of the stuff is cheaper there. The things and I manage to make it out of there, with neither of them getting their tails tore up (big accomplishment let me tell ya) and with out me feeling like I needed a nerve pill.
After a quick stop at the post office, which for some reason had my kids in awe, to the point that Thing 2 asked if he could stay. We literally were there less than 5 minutes, nothing interesting happened to provoke his interest.
Next stop, the local Dollar General. This was a fairly quick trip, for the stuff that is cheaper there than Walmart, and it shares the parking lot with the grocery store. We breeze through this stop, after the boys have to make their bathroom inspection of course. I was pleased I made it to stop 3 before that happened.
Then comes the grocery store. I only needed meats by this point. Everything else was handled already. The kids and I are scouring the meat section, then the dairy section, and we are done. I managed to make it less than a 30 minute stop. I think I set a record for myself. I also managed to save a little over $50 in the process. So we head home. The bottom falls out about 5 minutes after I get everything in the house. Talk about timing.
I realize once everything is up that I forgot produce. Can't make the kids eat them if I don't have them. So after waiting out the mini monsoon, we venture back out to the produce stand, and finally out to lunch. Just the 3 of us. This is a rarity. Generally if I have both of them I will not attempt to sit down and enjoy a meal. I will be honest, there is no enjoying to it.
After all was said and done, we made it back home, the boys asked if they were done riding. They were happy to pile up and rest while I piddled around the house. We managed after the events of the day to be in bed by 9 that night. Maybe I am turning into a 90 year old grandma.
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