July 1 Happy Canada Day
So I was just coming off of working 5 days straight in the evenings. I’m beginning to realize that working in the evenings blows goats cuz I’m exhausted all the time. I will work from 5pm - 2am then I’m up at 8am to take care of the kids all day. I may or may not get a nap in, but even if I do, it’s only a quick one.
We go to Drumheller every Canada Day, have the free pancake breakfast, go see the parade, go to the splash park, go to the Monster truck rally, go to the reptile museum or the Drumheller museum. We go with friends and always have a great time.
Monday night I had to work so before I left I told Ryan to have the kids help clean out the van, pack extra clothes, their swim suit and a towel in the backpacks, pack up the cooler and all the snacks. Have the kids sleep in their clothes they will wear that day so that in the morning we just wake up, grab them from their beds and toss them into the van.
I called from work to remind Ryan of the things he has to do.
“What are you doing?” I ask
“Cleaning the basement.” He answers.
*sigh*
“I didn’t ask you to clean the basement. I asked you to clean the van and have the van packed with the kids clothes and snacks for our trip.”
“I’ll see if I can get around to it.” He says.
“No, no. You NEED to do that, so we can leave on time tomorrow and catch the breakfast. Just leave the basement alone and get the kids to clean the van instead.”
“ok.”
I get home at 2am and peek into the van. Everything is still dirty and nothing is packed in the van. I am too exhausted to pack so I go to bed and set the alarm for 5:30am. I’m furious because he just ignored me again, did whatever the hell he wanted and didn’t listen to me, yet again.
I get up at 5:30am, shower, get ready, get the kids up, have them clean out the van, pack the snacks and repack their backpacks. We don’t end up leaving until 7:20am. I’m furious at Ryan. We are now going to miss the breakfast because of his inability to follow instructions.
We pull into McDonalds for breakfast since we would miss the one in Drumheller. Everyone orders.
Ryan: What do you want to eat?
Me: Pancakes and sausages.
Ryan:(into the microphone to order): A big Breakfast please.
Me: Are you kidding me? I asked for pancakes and sausages.
Ryan: That’s what I got you.
Me: NO! You ordered the Big Breakfast. I DON’T WANT the big breakfast. I wanted pancakes and sausages. Did you not hear? I know I spoke clearly.
Ryan: Well, you can have the Big Breakfast. It comes with that.
Me: No, it doesn’t! The big breakfast doesn’t have pancakes. It has eggs. I don’t want eggs, I want sausages. I’ve read the menu. Would you just order what I want instead of what you THINK I want? I KNOW what I want and I don’t want the big breakfast, I WANT THE PANCAKES AND SAUSAGES. Why don’t you LISTEN to me?!?
At this point I’m screaming cuz I’m still so pissed about the morning and now he’s not listening AGAIN when I tell him exactly what I want. I was just freaking out. The lady behind the speaker heard everything and she’s like…
Drive through lady at McDonalds: “Uhhh…. soooo… do you want the Pancakes and Sausages then instead of the Big Breakfast?”
Me:”YES!”
I then turn to Ryan and say, “Even SHE understands what I want! What is wrong with you?”
He just starts to grin.
I then begin to realize he’s just doing this to get under my skin and piss me off.
“You know, if I was Darth Vader, you’d be dead. I really hate you right now.” I sneer.
Ryan just laughs.
I was so mad, I swear I almost had an aneurysm.
I ate, then slept the entire way to Drumheller. We had a great time at the parade. We sat near the beginning and the kids collected lots of candy. They loved the parade. We went to Sobey’s after and had beef on a bun. After we went to the splash park. I laid in the grass,took a nap and was the designated parent to take the kids to the bathroom. So every 20 min. a different kid had to go to the bathroom. I wish they would all go at once. The kids chased each other around through the splash park and had a great time. We stayed until 5pm. The clouds began to roll in so we packed up, headed to DQ to cash in the free coupon we got from the parade and had some ice cream. Then we drove the 2 hours home. I slept the entire way home.
I hate working so late, cuz it just throws me for a loop the next day. Then again, I only got 3 hours of sleep. I hate having to sleep. I wish I didn’t have to sleep. I wish that I could just stay awake and have lots of energy with none of the effects of lack of sleep.
