I am a mess. It’s ridiculous and it’s reaching new levels.
I came to this conclusion at 2am when I was searching my dark living room for my remote control with this Thomas the Train flashlight…
I am a 27 year old, mother of 3 and this is how I try to find things in the dark. I don’t know what is worse– the fact that I was using this particular flashlight, that I was up at 2am knowing my 10 month old will be up in 5 hours, or the fact that I spent all day looking for a remote control so that I didn’t have to walk over to the television to turn the channel.
1) I was only 6 feet away from my living room light switch, but the train-flashlight was closer.
2) Yes, the baby will be up in just a few hours…but that’s how desperate I am for alone time. With enough silence so that I can think, or not think, but at least just have some part of my day where I am not the juice-fetcher, butt-wiper, booboo kisser, referee, encyclopedia, chef, actress, and one-woman-show.
3) I am that spoiled. Watch live tv that includes COMMERCIALS?! No thank you. Walk 7 or 8 feet everytime I want to change the channel or adjust the volume? No thank you.
…I’m a mess. But at least I make myself laugh :P Good news though! I found the remote ;) Thanks, Thomas!