On the road again! toot toot!

See, I told you I'd be back  :)  ...  It's been difficult though,  I've been on 'dispatch' all day - 'on call'... 'Taxi driving' for one of my more difficult clients.  This 'customer' is impatient-to-leave and VERY particular about making sure I'm waiting for the return trip.   We have an exclusive arrangement because she won't be driving on her own any time soon.   As part of my penance for this decision, I receive random 'calls' that after 10 pm are likely to wake me from a dead sleep... odd unpredictable times like, 11:10 pm and last weekend  it was at 12:38 am at the train station in the rain.   I cheerfully obey and when a critique comes about my driving skills, I always smile and say 'yes, ma'am'  toot, toot .... gotta go!

Work With Out End.... :)

I know I have ZERO credibility now after twice stating 'I'm Back' to not return for months- but since I am still kinda babbling to myself,  I guess it's OK... So now I AM REALLY BACK... and I have a good reason for the lapse.  I have been  working 24/7 on a project that I can only credit (or blame) myself about.   My plan now is to keep this thing (blog) going as my spa-treat-escape! (we'll see)......

To explain (I know I sound like my kids)... It all started with my chronic sleeplessness and I don't have to explain (from my previous posts) just how exhausted and exasperated I am from this life I have created.  After not sleeping well for months (or is it years?) I finally had enough and started researching a solution. What came next was unexpected!  I found nightwear that proclaimed to be a new line of fabric treated with negative ions to help you rest and sleep better called Goodnighties (http://www.goodnighties.com/ ).  This product also claimed to control nightsweats - another bi-product of my aging body.  It actually sounded like a joke... but I was desperate to try anything.  kids / hubby were eating me alive and I could barely function  so I bought a pair!    What happened next was a pretty shocking revelation for me.... even from the first night in these pajamas-  I SLEPT STRAIGHT THROUGH THE NIGHT!  what a  treat!   more surprises continued...because I began getting my creative mo-jo back so to speak.  My husband claimed it was a cure for B.W.S.  (Bitch-ee Wife Syndrome)  so everyone was happy!   I was actually starting to feel better!  I then as a sanity check bought my bff a pair because she had declared since 1984 to have not slept well from fibromyalgia and chronic fatigue syndrome- again ... she was blown away by finally being able to sleep and will now not wear anything else!

 I then did something really crazy and for the first time in my career, I cold-called this U.S. manufacturer to find myself within a couple of weeks, carving out an exclusive business partnership to handle all marketing and sales for this unique product.    I then became an unexpected entrepreneur! Wasn't even looking for a job.... but because I was finally passionate about something.... I knew it was time to get back in the business saddle that I had known in a previous life (before kids).  

My life is now fully consumed with this business to the point of offering a lot of neglect to my family (they were due)... I am full-blown committed to the project- we are like 'The Little Engine That Could'  moving in the right direction and keeping ourselves off the '3rd rail'.... great fun but extremely challenging at times!  I do smile more often and it truly is rewarding to be able to help sleepless women everywhere!

Sleeping is Supreme

Just saw a kid running across the street (barely looked) to catch the bus wearing one sock (white) carrying his shoes frantically-- for me, it was nice to see- to know I'm not alone. Happy to know that there is (or was) likely a screaming mother in his background- my soul sister! My kids have been doing that for years! I long for the days when that will end...but at this point I don't see it in my deck of cards.

I am still completely exhausted....now running a business.... wrongly thinking that my kids were 'ready' to REALLY handle things themselves.... some days are better than others. I guess that's life....problem is; my 'good days' are so completely extreme to the 'bad' ones that it's not worth it. Just need to go back to sleep.

Personally, I am hoping to flip my current mindset of enjoying SLEEPING as my favorite thing to do in life. I'd like to become one of those people who gets out of bed energized and looking forward to my day-- problem is, I always have a giant hurdle to get over to get to that point... a husband tantrum (over the kids) or children that are screaming/fighting about something a ruined house and occasional dog poop waiting for me in the office. sorry to sound like a downer...need another cup of coffee! xo International Laundress -- off to my day!

I'm back (again!)

Because I'm talking to myself in this blog, I'm going to ask the question...'Who in the world came up with the term 'Sweet 16'? I think it's pure sarcasm ! Well today my over-welcome first born - still sassy and medicated daughter is turning 'Sour 16' --- I should start a line of party decorations! It seems no matter what - her family is horrible and stupid (until she needs a ride or $) then in return, we get an abbreviated 'smile' and sometimes a thank you. To think, I am still starring at the muffin-top that is a result of this human is amazing to me... where is the fun in this? She has been high-maintenance since being born 9 days early and a whooping 9 lb. 14 oz. !
Looking back, her early years (like when she couldn't walk or talk) were the times I most cherish......after that, things became a blur with flashes of her jumping on the bed with a toilet plunger next to me when I was pregnant with her brother... to shooting me in the eye with a foam disc that her Grandmother thought would be a fun gift. This kid has been 'work' from the minute she started walking. I also distinctly remember trying to get her off the monkey bars at the park - not even two- had to threaten to drive away - the joke was on me, as I watched her wave to me from my rear view mirror... should have known then to drive away! (kidding)

Hit the Road...or the Garage!

Ok, I'll attempt to talk about my new teen driver, but I'm still a little shaky.... It's a tough one.... sassy unpredictable daughter now becomes sweet helpful child when in her mind, it's time to 'go driving' - a couple of nights ago she sweet-talked my good sport husband into driving after he had relaxed a bit with a glass of wine. She is such a suck-up....Her meds have worn off by then so you really take your life into your hands....Because there are many times when he doesn't think either, he 'let' her BACK his car out of the garage so she could bash the front left side of it into the garage separating column.....He was pissed and actually surprised by this action which is quite remarkable since like me, he has experienced her trying to back out of the open driveway to either run into the side bushes or small stone wall on the other side almost every time!.... and to compound things on this situation... good sport husband was RIGHT THERE outside the car directing her!... The two of them are quite a combo. It's stunning to me and when he got a quote of $500 to 'fix' it (the white paint scrape looked particularily 'loud' on his black car) I almost bashed his head in with that idea. Repairs on this car are not a priority as I rubbed the paint scrape off. We're just starting on this 'journey'! (unfortunately) :)

I'm back!

I know it's been awhile...will be getting back into the swing of things hopefully sooner than later. Yesterday's calamities reminded me of my earlier posts. The wild adventures of my kids...yikes.... I should have known when I started my day (1st thing) watching my son playing with my salad spinner while relaxing on my new couch. huh? I should have known it was a preview for the rest of the day. His behavior is nervous energy ...the sound of the spinning (much like his brain) before his meds kick in. Some days, it's hard to tell though, if the meds have had any effect whatsoever.....makes me wonder when just a short time later I asked him to deliver a gallon of paint upstairs to my painter and to put a 'test' quart in his sister's room. He apparently put the quart on its side (who does that? ) ! and yes, the paint leaked all over her carpet. Fortunately, and this never happens to me, I had ordered new carpet for delivery this week so my head didn't explode.... now I can continue writing.... and next up.... teen (ADHD)drivers! OMG... I've been in denial hoping I can calm down enough to write my thoughts on that subject. One thing is for sure, my daughter is going to win a special award for the hundreds of 'permit' hours she is going to rack up...no chance I'm letting her loose on this one...not for years!