I almost wish someone would come in and evaluate our home. I know there are things I can improve, but I just feel so totally overwhelmed anymore that I don't know what is important.
I worked late Tuesday at the office. That was when the car died, so easy child 1 handled picking up husband and towing the car home. I also got $100 worth of groceries on my lunch hour.
Yesterday, I had an early morning issue at work, left from the previous night, that I had to address and logged on from home at 7:10am and worked on that while getting Wee ready for school. I left long enough to take Wee to school, then had conference calls from 8-9:45 (no time to get to the office).
At 9:45, I took a 7 minute shower, got dressed, and came to the office for another meeting with our vice president (it takes 20 minutes to drive from my house to the office, too, it was a FAST get ready).
At 12:35, I left to pick up Wee from school since grandma was out. I picked him up at 1, and hurried home to get on another 2 hour conference call that started at 1. Our phone doesn't have a mute button on it, so I tape folded tissue on it, and Wee came in and shot me with his automatic Nerf gun (thank goodness, apparently, my tissue "mute" works well). At 3, after the call, I typed up notes from the conference calls to distribute, helped Wee fix a snack, realized we were out of forks, so loaded put the rest of the dishes in the dishwasher and started it, then finished up my work for the day by 4:45. Then the kids and I took the farm truck to the mechanic. We planned to walk back, but his son offered to give us a ride.
Back home, the kids played outside while I folded 3 loads of laundry that I'd washed the night before and on my "breaks" from work. Then they helped me put away the dishes and put the rest of the dishes in the dishwasher. I asked cgfg if she needed clothes washed, which she did, so she sorted her laundry and I threw her clothes in the washer. We put away the costume stuff that we got out for Halloween.
husband got home at 5, asked if I'd bought cattle feed today (I did not, planning to buy it that night when we went into town), was not happy about that. He saddled the mule and went for a ride. While he was gone, I cleaned out the car and loaded the garbage in the truck to haul off when we got home from town (2 50-gallon barrels).
He got back at 6:15, loaded the kids in the car, ate a quick supper at a buffet place, then took the kids shopping for wedding clothes (just found out they have minor roles in the wedding, which has only been in the planning stages for 3 weeks, and is taking place in 2 weeks, and we only have cgfg one more time before the wedding...). Got the cattle feed, horse feed, and chicken feed, got to the clothing store at 7:45, picked out about 10 dresses for Cgfg try on (husband hated most of them), found a dress, found Wee some slacks and he picked a sweater, the store waited on us to finish up with Wee to close. Got home at 9:40.
I am working with our off-shore site again, so I have to sign on in the evenings and see if they have questions/need help, so I unloaded the cattle feed and poured it into the storage can and fed the cows. husband unloaded the horse feed and put it away. I took the chicken feed and filled the chicken feeder, then went inside and logged on to work. The off-shore folks had questions about our project, so I was on until 12:15.
husband came inside and said "I'm guessing you plan to take the garbage off tonight? The truck is plugged in" (meaning, unplug it before you leave) and went and logged on to online checkers. Then he came in the living room and played a hunting game on Wii til about 11, then he watched some tv, then he went to the bedroom to watch tv. I asked him to help Wee get in bed when we got in the house, he grumbled but did it (which literally consists of helping Wee line out his blanket) and throw cgfg's clothes in the dryer (to do that, he had to get some out, which he threw on the bed).
When I got done working at 12:15, I took the garbage off (drive it to the church dumpster - we pay them to use the dumpster). When I got home, he was in the shower. While I was picking up my computer and work notebooks, he went to bed. Pushed the clothes to my side of the bed. So I went in and had to deal with the load of laundry, then I got to go to bed.
I realize everyone has full plates, but this is pretty much the routine in my house, and I think its bull____. I wish someone would come in and tell me what I need to do different.