Battle Fatigue

It’s been a week of frustration and logistical … nightmares is probably too strong a word — although I did find myself on McNightmare Road yesterday at 4:30 p.m., so maybe not. Logistical inconveniences, let’s say that.

I haven’t posted much because I am not feeling very positive. But I need to vent a little bit.

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After vowing and struggling to retake the reins at home, success is minimal. I blame the weather. And also the fact that two of my three children cannot easily be picked up and carried protesting into the house.

I repeatedly assert my authority at home. Mileage varies. Last night, I sent both girls (at separate times) to bed without their night time treat or night time show. Flora dug in her heels and refused to finish her homework — refused, outright. Kate had a meltdown about something else, and started yelling at me. I was already fed up, so I pulled rank, completely and absolutely.

Flora is not supposed to play outside or watch TV before her homework is done. But short of picking her up and carrying her into the house as soon as we arrive home, I’m not sure how to enforce that with my 7-year-old. She has lost playing-outside privileges and television privileges until NEXT MONDAY at this point.

It doesn’t help that she is on her second round of antibiotic eyedrops for pinkeye. YAY! The incomparable @mattieflap watched Flora at her house yesterday (with her adorable redheaded 3-year-old). Flora was well-behaved, although even there she was homework-resistant. She must have used all her “good behavior” at @mattieflap’s house because at home she was surly, grumpy, and non-compliant.

The last straw came as I was sending her to her bedroom with her undone homework and she told me to shut up.

As @quickredfoxy said on Twitter today, “Sometimes all we can do is love them.”

I am holding on to my own desire to dissolve into a sobbing mess by the very ends of my fingertips. I have a girl-date Saturday night (Hunger Games!) — one that I was asked to change or cancel, and I opted not to, which is another source of friction in my life — that I plan to attend and enjoy. I had made these plans and then got word of a family event, and the conflict is direct and head on. Thanks to my husband and parents, my children can still attend. And really, I think that’s the most important thing.

I don’t know that all parties agree with that assessment.

Oh, and my dang back hurts all the time right now. I sit down almost all day during the week (two 15-minute walk breaks don’t really count as exercise), and then I’m on my feet nearly all evening and weekend. My back, from my lower back through my sciatic nerve, and my poor aching swollen feet, need some TLC soon. I have a chiropractic appointment tomorrow, and I finally bought sneakers. So let’s hope that even if the lunatics continue trying to run the asylum, at least my back will stop aching.

Is it going to rain any time soon? My kids need some indoor time. *I* need some indoor time — the clothes and paper sorting that is getting neglected because of this crazily fantastic weather is daunting.

And you’ll have to come back next week for Project: Food Budget. Sorry about that. I just don’t have it in me.

What’s keeping you going this week?