Wednesday, July 16, 2008

The One Where I Have a Meltdown

I got nuttin creative for you today.

I have so much to do before Blogher I am running around with my hair on fire. Haven't had time to do any writing.

Here's why:

Tomorrow:

1. I have a La Leche League meeting. That will take most of the morning. And yes, I have to be there.

2. I have to finish my laundry, make a packing list, pick my final outfits and shoes (oh, the shoes!) and accessories.. Figure out what the HELL I am going to wear to the two parties on Thursday night and the other parties the rest of the weekend. I am pretty much a jeans/heels person, but I have a couple of dresses, so I have to make a decision..not my strong suit

This is worse than my high school reunion!

3. I have a therapist appointment one of the ways I stay "mostly sane" with the family that I have which means dropping my kids off at my in laws, then going to my appointment, picking them up and battling evening traffic home.

4.There will be no time for me to get my snaggly toes done professionally before I fly out on Thursday, so hopefully, tomorrow night I will have time to at least paint the darn things.

5. My son, who had his braces tightened on Friday was in so much pain with canker sores that he literally laid at my feet, holding them for most of the day. when he wasn't begging like a crazy man to play Nintendo to take his mind off the pain Also, little one, who is just "out of sorts" glommed on to me like a barnacle, all day long. She was either sprawled across my lap, or glued to my side. Pretty funny for a person like me who has closeness issues.

"FOR THE LOVE OF EVERYTHING HOLY, GET THE HELL OFF ME!"

which I said in my head...

6. I was not able to get much of anything done today. The same items on the list that were there this morning are there now. I wanted to run screaming, into traffic today. How much screaming and fits am I required to endure? And at what point does my head explode? I can barely think, JBean has this high-pitched scream when she is angry, it turns my blood to syrup. It makes me crazy. It makes me want to drive a spike through my ears. It makes me unable to think. So I didn't print out my iitnerary or my invitations and I haven't gone to get my swag, either.

7. I need to go get new Spanx, the ones I have have done spanked all they are gonna spank. This body, after three kids, well it needs some help. And if I wear a slinky black knit dress (which I am considering) I will have to superglue everything into place. If I don't manage to get to the store...well, it might get ugly. And you will see me wear my jeans on Thursday night with all the hot bloggers. (Yes,I have considered that the invitation came to the wrong person..) Yes, I will look like a gradeschooler next to the cheerleading squad... so I have to make time to get to the store.

Autism Sucks in a serious way

Let's hope I have time to finish doing all the things I need to get done, make my flight and get to the hotel. I am having a panic attack just thinking about it. And that's not even touching on the fact that I know no one in real life that will be there, and I am completely out of my depth, and and and... That's enough for tonight. I have to go and find a fire extinguisher now...

T, who really wants to go, but is feeling very overwhelmed by circumstances

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jennifer, playgroups are no place for children said...

I'm freaking out a bit, too...so much to do to get ready.

My toes will look like crap no matter what.

I'm worried about the time difference and not being able to hang.

Need Spanx, too.

Can't wait, though!!!!

Maddy said...

I'm glad you explained what 'spanx' was, I was worried for a moment.
Cheers

Mrs. Tantrum said...

You will be fine. The kids are screwing with you because they know that you are leaving. Their spidey senses are kicking in and they are trying their darndest to get you to not to leave.

I think everyone that is going is freaking about what to wear/their toes/etc. No one seems to remember that the majority of the attendees are MOMMY BLOGGERS who barely have time to brush their own hair, let alone paint their toenails! Putting on some high heels with your jeans is considered an accomplishment around here!

Have fun and relax while you are there, and have a drink for me. I am saving all my money so I can go next year!

Neil said...

Stay calm and have fun. And I now know what I will miss most about Blogher -- the slinky black knit dresses!

Mum-me said...

Hi! I found your blog because someone did a google search and ended up on mine. When I went to find out what they googled I found it was 'spanked' and they were obviously looking for something sexual. They didn't find it on my blog either.

Must be hard dealing with autism in double doses on a daily basis. My nephew had Asperger's Syndrome, and I know he can be quite a handful.

Enjoy your time at the conference. Hope you get those toenails painted - it's important.

Mel @ A Box of Chocolates said...

You can do it...you can do it!! I believe in you. Now go get it done and I can't wait to hear all about BlogHer parties. Take lots of pictures!

The Insane Writer said...

HA! Love the pics! That's a lot to have to deal with and I thought my to do list was long!

Kelley said...

girl, this stress is sent to ensure that you have an ABSOLUTE BLAST at BlogHer.

You deserve the break and all the alcohol that comes with it.

the planet of janet said...

waaaah. i STILL can't go to blogher this year!!

(came over from kelley's place)

Jenn said...

Sigh.

So jealous.

Have fun!

LiteralDan said...

I'm impressed you managed to muster a post this long under the circumstances. Good luck!

mommy~dearest said...

...and you thought you had nothing creative! ;)

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