Counting Down My Sanity
And ALL of the THINGS!
How Many Days Until…
That is a popular question with my kids around any noted event. If they know it’s coming, I know I will be asked at least two times a day until the overly anticipated moment arrives. Does the carefully color-coded, keep mom sane, dry erase calendar on the fridge deter them, no. They would much ask me while expecting a rapid-fire response rather than the slowly calculated brain fog induced answers they get.
I get it, Christmas and a birthday are coming. Their Memaw will be here for a two-week visit soon. Snow, parades, dance shows, there is just SO much to get amped up about. So, rather than my usual weekly update, I’m going to share the current list of How Many Days Until that keeps getting thrown at me like pop quiz after you stayed up late to watch My So-Called Life instead of studying.
0 Days and -Hours
Until the snow arrives.
According to all of the weather apps that my youngest stalks on my phone, it’s been snowing for the past two hours. They lie, but I know the snow is coming. The most significant winter storm to hit southwestern Virginia in …I can’t keep up with every date. The thing is, I couldn’t find the energy to go out and battle the puff clad masses for more milk, so things could get hairy here in the next few days. No worries though, according to my vivid, drug-induced dream at 2 something this morning, despite my kids acting like milk, is the nectar of the gods, we will survive the first real snowfall of the season.
Until we are due for a butt-kicking at PT and OT.
I’m guessing countdown number one is going to cancel this one. If not, I’m going to have to convince my husband not to travel to WV on Monday afternoon because this FL girl is NOT prepared to drive in a snowpocalypse.
Until Dress Rehearsal for the BIG Christmas dance show.
I haven’t gotten Ema’s tights yet or pinned up her ballet costume so that it fits properly. I have however convinced both girls that they will not, in fact, die when secure tightly wrapped buns onto their head with bobby-pins and that they are a necessary evil in dance.
Until my mom (Memaw) arrives and the Last Christmas parade of the season.
Don’t tell her, but I’m secretly hoping the countdown shifts to her once she arrives and my poor mind can have a two-week break. As for the parade, the current forecast is for temps in the upper 30’s and rain.
Until the Christmas dance show.
I will finally get to see the finished product of listening to the same four Christmas songs on repeat every week since the end of September. I am excited to see my girls up on stage though and equally terrified that they may have stage fright and will stare at the audience like a deer in the headlights.
Until my husband starts his vacation and our baby boy turns SIXTEEN.
I don’t the hubs has had anything that resembled a real vacation since maybe 2015, so it will be nice to have him around for two whole weeks! Not so nice, accepting the fact that my kid isn’t a kid anymore.
Until we get Ali’s genetic blood work done.
This is my own personal countdown, as she starts to have a panic attack if I even slightly mention it. I HAVE to mentally prepare for her inevitable freak out.
15 & 16 Days
Until Christmas Eve & Christmas Day
While the kids are clearly counting down to presents, I’m counting down to the traditional standing rib roast that plan savor every last bite of. Of course, there will gameplay, movies, cookies, and cocoa too.
Until I finally have my EMG — Nerve Conduction Study Done
I’ve never been so excited to purposely inflict pain upon myself, all with the hopes of finding the trigger of my current pain and finding some real relief. This is what you get excited for when you older…
And my mom heads back home.
It’s always sad when she has to go, but I get to look forward to her coming back in the spring with my dad. I will have to comfort Ali though who is convinced her Memaw should be able to come for a visit for a month at a time.
22 and 23 Days
Until we say goodbye to 2018 and hello to 2019.
My brain is still conviced that I was dancing to Prince on the 1999 five years ago…so it’s going to take a lot to coerce it into accepting that it won’t be that long until we are counting down to a 2021 graduation.
How Many Days Until…
I lose my sanity and all of the things blur into one…