Daily Routine

I feel so lazy. My poor children are probably going insane from being cooped up in this house. I am! Most days our routine is the same. Evan gets up for work at 5:30 and most of the time that wakes Kimi up, then I try to get her to lay with me until at least 6:30. Sometimes is works sometimes it doesn't but we get up and Takara will sleep for another hour or so. I turn on PBS (the only clear channel our rabbit ears will pick up) fill the milk cups and get breakfast made for Kimi. I get online and check my email, facebook, and read the newspaper online. Takara wakes up and I get everything ready for her. Unless I have somewhere to be I usually sit around in sweats or occationally bundle up in a blanket on the couch in my Gs. I can't keep clothes on the girls at all so they usually run around naked until we go somewhere. Even after I get them dressed and we go outside or run errands as soon as they walk back into our house they completely strip down which drives me crazy because if we need to leave again I have to search around for their clothes again! Anyways today was a usual day and as always Kimi decides after shes done with her cereal to carry her bowl into living room and it never fails, she accidentally dumps the milk all over the rug. EVERY DAY!!! My poor rug needs a good washing so this summer I think its going to be hung out on a line, beat, and sprayed down. I clean it the best that I can with carpet cleaner and a rag but I think its just due for a good cleaning. So as Kimi does this again I start yelling around, yes this is getting old and instead of beating my kids I go with verbal abuse :) just kidding. I pretty much yell around for my benefit and mostly talk to myself when I do it ( I think I got that from my mom) because it sure doesn't phase my kids and they could care less about what I'm even mad about. But I'm sure it did't sound so nice to the FEDEX guy standing outside our front door right at that moment. I hear the knock and I'm scrambling around in my undies and look through the peep hold on our door to see who it was and thought oh he'll just leave whatever it is that he's dropping off. No I was wrong. Knock knock. I wait. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. It was pretty obvious he wasn't going to leave. Takara runs over to open the door and I scream NO NO don't open the door. Then she would yell to him just come in! So I dash back to my room to throw on a pair of sweats and a sweatshirt and back to open the front door but try to keep my naked children inside. Here we are, out in the boonies in a trailer and this guy probably thinks we're a bunch of redneck hillbillies anyways, I'm sure our "attire" or lack of would have confirmed his thinking. Turns out the package wasn't even for us but for Evans uncle. It was so nice a couple days ago. We spent most of the day outside and that was the best I've felt in a LONG time. The girls played, I worked on the yard, oh it was WONDERFUL! It just makes me completely long for summer. Only a couple more months! I think moving south sounds like a good plan. Yes the summer can get miserably hot and humid but I think I could handle having to deal with that 3-4 months out of the year and having wonderful weather the rest of the time then only getting 3-4 months of good weather and then being cooped up for the rest because of the wind, snow, rain, and cold. Sadly nothing too cool to post about, I'm sure anyone that does read my blog feels they are reading the same post over and over. Since there isn't much new going on I tend to stick to this annoying subject of how the weather is making me miserable. Sorry folks!