I woke this morning at 3:30am to my husband getting in the shower he had to be at the airport to leave for a business trip. Thankfully this trip is only an overnight. Whenever he leaves to go anywhere it's me + 4 kids + 2 dogs + not listening = annoyed stressed out me. This morning was no exception to that. I tried to hard to make this morning go smoothly too. I had the hubby change around the dishwasher last night so the kids lunch tupperware was clean and ready to pack. That is only helpful if the dishwasher actually gets started :|. Woke up this morning to no toilet paper in my bathroom which ment wiping with a paper towel. For anyone out there that's had to do this knows it very scratchy. Then I had to wash all the kids lunch containers cause the dishwasher was still dirty (I don't blame the hubby for this). I watched him press the button off and on again which is what we do. Apparently it was off and it didn't get pressed enough to be turned on again for the wash cycle to start. Obnoxious, but understandable and by no means his fault. It just compounded and made my morning harder.
I have kids laundry to do today, but for right now I'm sitting here. Decompressing listening to pandora and letting it out so I don't explode. Hoping that as the day goes on it gets better. That the baby stops being a giant douche, and that I can find motivation to get the stuff done that I need to.
I just wish that just once, just one time that he left that first day he was gone went a little smoother. That I felt less like I had been hung out to dry for everyone to walk on and laugh at. I guess it's just overwhelming and of course I can't have it be without obstacles, because that would be too easy.