You know what I’m talking about- The circuit between your childs bedroom, the kitchen and the bathroom…
The circuit that starts with putting your little down for a nap.
Hesitate by the bedroom door, praying you don’t hear any sounds that would indicate that the beast has woken in your absence.
Rush down stairs, dreaming of peeing alone and maybe making a sandwich
Pass through laundry room on the way to the kitchen. Stop and switch the clothes in the washer to the dryer, throw in new clothes.
Arrive in kitchen, become disgusted with your husband because his morning dishes are still in the sink.
Open dishwasher to put in dirty dishes, realize that Child #1 did not do her chore last night and the clean dishes are still in there.
Remove clean dishes and put them away, insert dirty dishes.
Washer starts making that horrible noise again so you give it a good thud to wack it into rotation.
Congratulate yourself on being so handy, realize you still have to pee.
Head to bathroom, trip over the cat, land on lego, curse your life.
While in the bathroom, when you should be enjoying your only personal time for the day, you make a to do list for the afternoon.
Finish in bathroom, head back to kitchen. Forget why you came into this room- Oh yeah…
Open fridge, remove coffee creamer for a new cup of coffee..
What are we having for dinner?
Remove chicken breast, place in bowl, pour in assorted dressings and marinades, place back in refrigerator.
Little is stirring on the monitor, creep back up stairs to wait outside the door.
Realize you never made a sandwich…
How many times a day? It should be an Olympic sport.
*I wrote this post instead of making a sandwich… SMH