I'm looking at this messy house and thinking "What's the point?" I'm so sick of cleaning shit up! Housecleaning has always been the bane of my existence anyway, but now that I have two kids adding to the mess...I mean seriously, what is the point? Just yesterday alone I was trying to get through the morning and get us all ready to leave in the afternoon to go to a friend's graduation party that turned out to be a wedding. I wasn't even trying to clean house, but everyone needed to bathe, eat, get dressed, etc. Every time I turned around it was something. My daughter came into the room with a bunch of broken up pretzel pieces that she had put in a plastic container and was shaking them all around like maracas. The pretzel pieces flew out of the container and all over my bedroom floor while I was trying to dry my hair. So I stopped and put them in the bath while I went downstairs to get the vacuum cleaner. That's when I discovered the millions of pretzel pieces on the floor in the living room. Then Evan was in our bedroom and knocked over a glass of water--thankfully it was just water--that Jon had sitting next to his side of the bed. So I could bust my butt and clean all this stuff up so they can come home in an hour and destroy it again, or I could sit here and waste time on my computer.
I'm also sitting here reliving the events from last night. My friend Deanna from high school lives here in the Charlotte area too. Unfortunately she is about an hour drive from us, but, relatively speaking, it's still close. We were invited to a party at her house that was celebrating her recent graduation. It started at 4, and since Jon doesn't get off work until 4, I knew we were going to be a little late. Thankfully we weren't too late now that I know what was going on. We showed up at about 4:30, and I walked through the house looking for Deanna. When I didn't see her, I stopped someone to inquire if they knew where I could find her. She said "Yes, she's upstairs getting ready for her wedding ceremony." Immediately I started freaking out. My first thought was that we had shown up on the wrong day or wrong time, and I started running through my brain trying to summon an image of my calendar. I think the lady saw the confusion on my face, and she quickly put my fears to rest by telling me that the wedding was a surprise that nobody knew about. So then I was really excited. I'm so happy for her! I made my way to the back yard where the whole thing was going to happen, and I heard someone call my name. When I looked over I saw Amanda, another of my great friends from high school that I had not seen in 15 years. I had already known she was going to be there, but I was thrilled to see her. After the ceremony was over, Amanda and I spent the next few hours playing "catch up." It was so good to get to know her all over again. I didn't really know hardly anyone at this wedding, but Jon didn't knew absolutely nobody, including the bride and groom. Once again I was reminded of one of the many reasons I love him. He was great about keeping watch over the kids while I was visiting with my friends, but when he wasn't doing that he was just introducing himself to people and making friends. Sometimes I really envy how good he is at doing that, but mostly I just appreciate it.
Pretty soon we had to leave the wedding because the kids were getting tired. But we were still on somewhat of a celebration high. It was 9pm, and we were looking for someone to come sit with the kids or come hang out with us. 9 o'clock on a Saturday night is not the time to be organizing anything, so, needless to say, we didn't have much luck with either. But I did still manage to look like an idiot by knocking on a complete stranger's door in my neighborhood. Let me explain. I met a guy who was a patron at the sports bar I was working at a couple months back. We were talking and realized that we live in the same neighborhood, and he and Jon both have a passion for cars. I explained where we live and told him that we sometimes hang out in the garage, and he should just stop in sometime if he sees the garage door open. Since then he has stopped by twice, the second time being the day before yesterday. But in those two times, the only thing I managed to learn about him is that he is a police officer, that he also drives a red Dodge truck, and the street he lives on but not the exact house. So in our quest last night, we decided we would look him up. We are always looking for good friends, especially ones that live so close, and I figured if he can come spontaneously knock on my door, why can't I do the same? So we drove down the street--it's really not too long of a street--looking for either a patrol car or red Dodge truck. We immediately found a house with a patrol car sitting in the driveway. I kept saying to Jon "What if it isn't his house?" And Jon's answer was "How many cops do you think live on this street?" Too much of a coincidence, right? Wrong! I'm sorry to the poor lady having to deal with some weird chick with a fancy outfit on knocking on her door at almost 10pm. Sometimes I am such an idiot! It'll definitely be something to laugh about though when his neighbor relies the message that some girl came to her house looking for him. Luckily he doesn't have a wife or girlfriend he has to explain that to.
All in all I feel pretty good this morning, and it's been nice to have some quiet time. I'm psyched about going to sign up for my classes tomorrow. Also, I was able to have a chat with my mother-in-law this morning to get some things settled for next month when she will be taking my kids. And that has me very excited for all the upcoming "goings on." I can't wait for my brother's wedding. That will be a blast! And it will be fun to see Wendy and JD and catch up with them, as well as just to be in San Francisco. Then I'll be headed up to Maryland, where I will make a stop in northern Virginia to spend a day or two with Amanda before heading up to spend a day or two with my girl Pam. I'm sure I'll try to see another friend or two while I'm there as well as my family. But I'm also excited about seeing some people at Wendy and JD's engagement party that are old friends. Then it will be back home, picking up my kids along the way, where we'll spend the rest of the summer in the pool while all 3 of us prepare to go to school this fall. Things are happening around here, and it's going to be good.
