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hey, I just met you, and this is crazy, but I wrote this post here, so read it maybe

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You know when you start a post and then delete it and start another one and delete it and start another one and lather, rinse, repeat?

That’s been my week.

It’s been kind of a rough one. Drug-resistant allergies, pitiful runs, a flat tire that cost $100 to fix (needed a new tire even though we bought four of them about a month ago)(I apparently hit a curb too hard)(go me), one thing after another with our stupid van (there is an extremely loud squeak that also started when I hit that curb) that are threatening the very existence of our trip to BC, too many late nights, trying to have a good attitude about something I’m dreading, delayed work, self-destructive behaviour that leads to self-loathing which leads to more self-destructive behaviour AND ROUND AND ROUND IT GOES.

Noah called me on Wednesday morning and said, “So, do you think you’ll need me for the next 24 hours?” Pro tip: when your partner asks you this, ALWAYS SAY YES. I said no. He had to go out of town overnight for work, which was totally fine with me, except that I forgot about three things I had on the go that night. Two of them didn’t happen. But, Noah got to spend the night with his grandma and say Happy Birthday to her in the morning, so that is pretty rad.

(Happy Birthday, Grandma!!)

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We’d spent the previous night with Russ and Sue, in their cool basement (it was 30°C in our house), and I decided the kids and I were going to spend that night there as well. It was great having a cool place to sleep, and I loved being able to use blankets again, but I always find it stressful being somewhere that isn’t home, especially with two kids in tow (Kaylie is still at camp).

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We came back home in the mornings, after Kesler was dropped off. Last night I left all the windows and blinds and everything open in our house and it was a perfect 23.5°C when we walked in the door this morning.

The babies napped well today and I don’t think Liliana had a single time-out, but I was spent by the time Noah got home. I loved single-parenting for the four and a half years I did it, but I’m not built for it anymore. Never mind the fact that there are two more of the goobers around and I’m with them 24/7 (which I wouldn’t change for anything).

I was glad to see Noah when he was done work, is what I was trying to say.

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When we got back from picking Noah up, he took the boys on the trampoline while Liliana and I checked out the garden. We found pea pods!

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and lots more tomatoes!

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and the zucchinis are enormous!

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We picked some spinach, green onions, red onions, and chives, and brought them in to have with dinner. They were delicious. I’m still amazed that all those things came from tiny seeds. Miracles, they are. Fascinating delicious miracles.

Oh, and at Canadian Family this week: What do you look for in a kiddie pool?

(I blame the title of this post on a twitter conversation with Rainbow and Bethany and Sonja and Bex and Yara, which led me to finally listening to that song and understanding the crap-ton of memes I’ve been seeing, wondering what they were all about.)

Categories: anxiety/depression, the garden project

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  • Elsa Friday, July 13, 2012, 9:15 am

    I’m very jealous of your zucchini!!! I’ll have to post a picture of my tiny plants:) Duane goes out of town next week for the night for the first time in a long time (he used to do this A LOT when the girls were little but I’m not used to it anymore) and I’m not looking forward to it but am glad it’s just for one night.

  • bethany actually Friday, July 13, 2012, 10:00 am

    I am so jealous of your garden. I have never been able to get a garden to produce like that. Sigh. Of course, it probably doesn’t help that half the time I’m container gardening since we live in rentals, and I go out of town and forget to ask someone to water the plants, etc.

    Troy didn’t get home till after 10 last night. He used to work late all the time, but it’s been a couple of months since he did and I forgot how EXHAUSTING it is to feed two children dinner and get them bathed and into bed all by myself. Funny how quickly we adjust to the new normal and forget how to do things the way we used to! (Though in your case, having three kids instead of one makes it completely different!)

    Sorry about “Call Me Maybe” if it’s bugging you. I personally like the song, I think it’s happy. I generally don’t get the hate people have for certain songs or groups. (I still don’t get what’s so awful about Nickelback. I don’t love them, can’t even name one of their songs off the top of my head, but I have liked their music well enough when I’ve heard it. I just don’t get the hate.)

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