Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Napping, Hitch-Hiking into Town and the Dog

So today was so ridiculously lazy it wasn't even funny. For the last week, I have barely sat down to catch my breath with my new writing job and finishing our bathroom floor and whatever else I mindlessly keep myself busy with. I don't even know.

But yesterday I hit a wall.

Literally.

I hit the wall.

No, just kidding.

It was a figurative wall.

Yesterday I was sick and I knew it, and instead of proceeding with my usual routine of doing my usual routine until I absolutely cannot function anymore, today I decided to take half the day off, and dun dun dun....I took a nap.

How crazy is that?

Kaydn Rye ended up just wandering around the house half the afternoon sucking on his blanky and wondering what to do with himself.

We had planned on going into town for some useful supplies, you know, like food and toilet paper, and paper towels (if I had one of those ShamWow things I wouldn't need any paper towels). Oh, and if you aren't familiar with my trips to town see, I am the Pioneering Woman.

But really, by mid-morning I was feeling pretty rough, so going to town was out. And Kaydn Rye was so upset about not going to town that he was determined to get there by any means possible.

While I was laying on the couch trying not to barf, he starts going on and on about going to town and about how maybe grandma would take him or maybe someone else could drive him. I was tired of the whining, so I told him that if he wanted to go into town he'd have to walk the 55 miles there himself because I wasn't taking him today and if I didn't get some rest I wouldn't feel better and then I wouldn't be able to go tomorrow either.

So, he proceeded to walk away and I thought, great, he's gone, hopefully he'll drop it.
Little did I know, the little boy who just "can't" put on his coat and shoes by himself, proceeded into the entry way to start putting his coat and shoes on. I even heard him open the door to go outside.

Seriously, by this time I was like, "Should I let him hitch hike into town or should I get off the couch and stop him?"

Well, luckily for me he couldn't get his coat zipped up and he came back in.

He came in, sat on floor with his head in his hands and said, "Well I don't know how I'm going to get to town now, I can't get my coat zipped up."

I was ready to smack him and then he said, "You need to close your eyes and sleep so we can go to town tomorrow. You don't get enough sleep."

So I think everyday I'll tell him that I won't be able to take him to town that week unless I get more sleep.

Anyway, so after my big and wonderful and glorious nap, I was still too sick to get off the couch, and by that time Kaydn Rye was engrossed in his dinosaurs, so I proceeded to spend the next hour or so watching the dog carry on with her day.

Let's see, there was the 5 minute interlude for butt licking, there was the entire 20 minutes she sat staring out the sliding glass doors looking for any unsuspecting cats that might pop up in the yard, oh and then she got up and moved from the middle of the room to the corner of the room so she could make sure the birds in the neighbor's yard didn't come into ours, and then, she just sat and looked at me for a couple minutes, and then, well, I think that was about it.

And much to the chagrin of Creative Junkie, who just loves dog poop by the way, my little Gertie is my right-hand girl. You know how when people see little babies and they're all like, "Oooh, you're such a cutie toody toody," in their best high pitched baby voice? Well, when I see a baby I'm usually, like, "Dude, can someone stop this thing from screaming please?"

But with a dog, that's another story. I can usually be found talking to the dog with something like "I wuv you wuv you wuv you my little Gertie birdie birdie, my cutie patoody toody"

Gertie, the dog, with an attitude

So anyway, the moral of the story is that now I feel much better after a nice relaxing afternoon. Well, if you call sitting around with a million thoughts about all the other stuff I should be doing running like a ticker through my brain relaxing, then yeah, I had a relaxing afternoon.

Hopefully I fended off the sickness because Lord knows I have to get to town tomorrow.




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9 Reactions:

dizzblnd said...

Kids are so naive aren't they? I am glad he couldn't get it zipped up.. it sounds like you almost would have called a cab for him..lol

The dog.... hilarious!

I am glad you are feeling better. I hope you are well tomorrow too

eight helping hands said...

That was funny! Feel better soon, and PLEASE get that little boy to town will you? He has a socia life you know!

amber said...

You are hilarious.

I am glad that you are feeling better!

Lilly's Life said...

How adorable is he, I cant get my coat zipped up. Glad you had a rest though. Tomorrow is another day hey?

Connie said...

Hope you are feeling better. I swear we are catching this from each other. I'm sick too. I got to nap while dd was in school though. (Sorry)

Jen R. said...

I totally imagined him sitting down in the entry way with the saddest look on his face, head in hands... I'm so glad you feel better and can take him to town!

Noah's Mommy said...

Hope you feel better soon...and he is way too funny....and seriously anyone who watches a dog lick their butt for 5 min...really does need more sleep....

Yaya said...

Ha, that's my everyday. Relaxing and worrying about the things I should be doing!

Doré said...

I'm glad you're feeling better and were able to get some needed rest.

That is so cute that he decided he couldn't go to town since he couldn't get his coat zipped. I love the funny things he is always saying.

 
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