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I HATE This Truck.

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Yes, this one.

You might wonder how one can develop a hatred for something so cute and innocent.  It’s just a truck, you say.

This truck makes an innocent little sound when you jam the nose.  ”Chug chug chug chug…” it sounds like a truck running.  And it runs for about 10-15 seconds.  Ronan LOVES it.

Only, he can’t press the nose hard enough to make it work.

So, he picks it up, brings it to me so I can mash the nose, and then walks happily off.

For 10-15 seconds.

And then he starts whining.  He can’t make it work.

Then he starts yelling.

And screaming.

He throws it down, and hits it.

He can’t make it work.

We can have this fit several times in a row, until I take the truck away and set it up out of his line of sight.

Mark.  Dana.  I love you more than you can imagine.

But

I

hate.

Hate.

HATE.

this.

truck.

Hating Today.

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I hate today.

I don’t really know why.  Days like today are the worst.  I had to stay up all night and work Sunday night, so I slept Monday.  I only got 4.5 hours of sleep, and then stayed up the rest of the day so I could SLEEP last night.  Brock and I stayed up late enough that I wouldn’t just get a few hours nap and then be wide awake, and went to bed around midnight.

Ronan woke up at 1, and 1:30, and 2, and 3, and 3:30… so much for sleep.  From 3:30 until 6 this morning, I was wide awake.  I guess I should have written a blog then.  So, for the second day in a row, I’m going on next to no sleep.

My house is a disaster, as it always seems to become when I have to work Wednesdays.  I never seem to get the energy or the drive to do something about it.  My dishes need to be done, we haven’t gone grocery shopping in a few weeks so there’s nothing to eat in the house, and I need to do laundry again.

Look at me sit here and bitch about my life.  Seriously, Mandy?  Seriously??

I need to get off my butt, take a shower, pick up the floor, and get moving.  What is stopping me?  Me.  Nothing else.

That boy is having a nap, and I’m going to take advantage of it, and get going.  Watch me.  I don’t need to hate today, I need to live it.


What do you do to motivate yourself to do the things you just don’t feel like doing?