Murphy's Law #6957

I should just call this blog "Murphy's Law" because the absolutely PERFECT crib we picked out for the baby's nursery, complete with changing table is being RECALLED because apparently the slats break and kill babies.

Niiice.

We've put in our paperwork, and we are getting a new crib. But they are taking their dang time of course and he'll probably be OUT of the crib before we get a replacement. And the new one better match, because I'm anal and I like things to MATCH.

So, yesterday was interesting. We had a really strong storm blow through about 8:40, and the power promptly went out. It was a fantastic lightning storm, and it was very dark, because the sun was compltely obscured--but my kids, being the ninnies they are, were "scared" and had to have blankets and snacks and flashlights as he "hung out" on the first floor. (The basement was too dark with the power out, even though we have wall-to-wall windows, go figure)

I call ed the power company, and they said my power would be on by 10:30. I could handle that. So we hunkered in.

The first couple of hours were OK--we played board games, UNO, etc. But by NOON, when the power was still OFF, they were OVER IT, and bored out of their minds. No TV, no Wii, couldn't go outside because of the storm, they've already read all their books, yadda yadda yadda etc. etc. etc. UGH UGH UGH.

I was ready to tear my hair out when about 1:00--lo and behold--the power snapped back on. Of course after that we didn't know what to do with ourselves, and the day had been wasted, so we had lunch and had to go to Tennis lessons, which weren't cancelled. But Thing One's softball game did get cancelled.

What a day. I did get my 1000 words in on my story last night, though. I've put only the counter for that story up, because right now, it's my sole writing focus until I get it finished. One thing at a time seems to work the best for me, I've found. It goes against my ADD nature, but I'm trying.

Today we have the sprinkler people coming because I "accidentally" knocked the nozzle off the top of the air pump with the lawn mower (hey, it's STICKING A FOOT OUT OF THE GROUND!) and now we have no water pressure and our sprinklers look like they're peeing. I've already run to the cleaners and turned in 14 shirts and 15 pairs of pants (I joked with her and told her I needed them tomorrow and for a moment she thought I was serious--heh heh I loved the look on her face!) and I have to still run to the grocery store because I'm down to two diapers, and Thing Four is making grunting sounds as I'm typing.

*Sigh*