15 minutes in my head

After spending the morning out shopping for plants and several different nurseries, in the rain, the boys and I finally arrived home. Of course Ben fell asleep in the car for 15 minutes so there goes nap time today. Anyway, I've been home about 15 minutes and these are the thoughts I've had.

My feet are so cold! I hate when it dips below 70 outside...I'll go get some socks from my room.
Oh crap, how did 2 little boys smash two packets of Chick-fil-a Polynesian sauce on the floor and dance in it on my quick trip to my bedroom for socks. And how the heck did it get in Jake's hair? I really don't feel like dealing with a bath right now, Jake...your head is going under the sink. Did I really leave the breakfast dishes in the sink? I hate coming home to a messy kitchen. Ouch, that sauce does not feel good in the crack on my thumb...I need a band aid. Uh-oh, there is only one Hello Kitty Band aid left. Do I use it knowing that next time Emma needs a band aid she'll throw a fit because only the Spiderman band aids are left? Is it worth the tantrum? Hmmm, I don't want a Spiderman band aid on MY thumb. Sorry Emma. Whew, that feels better. How did these toys get all over the floor. I just cleaned up everything last night and my house is a wreck! Why is all that laundry still on the armchair. Isn't laundry day Monday? It's Wednesday and I still haven't put it away. Are you kidding me? What's wrong with me. I can put away the towels and the boys clothes at least. Oh man, how did the light get burned out in the boys room? I guess I better replace the light bulb. Oh there's the phone. Private number. It must be Sara with the Family Housing Center again. She so nice. She's very concerned that I might be in foreclosure so she's sure to call me every day. I've always wanted to tell her how much I appreciate her concern but apparently recordings CAN'T HEAR ME. I can attest that the stimulus package has worked. Since Obama's mortgage recovery plan has taken effect I get THOUSANDS of calls a day from telemarketers wanting to help me save my house from foreclosure. I'm sure that industry has just hired THOUSANDS of people and the unemployment rate just went down. Guess what Sara - WE ARE NOT IN DANGER OF FORECLOSURE - so please take my name off your list. BEN! How did you get that cup of ice and why are you dumping it all over the floor! You're killing me kid. Now where is that pair of socks?