"What lies behind us, and what lies before us are small matters
compared to what lies within us."
- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

The Breakdown

Sorry that my post yesterday had the pictures arranged kind of squirrelly. Lots of people (ok, really just my mom) said that it was hard to figure out, but at midnight, I was just too tired to fix it!

So let me tell you about my freak out. I usually handle a crisis fairly well. I also tend to be pretty laid back about things (as long as I get my way). Francesca stuffed a whole mound of moon sand in her mouth today and I didn't even cringe (I did manage to get it out without getting bitten, score!). My three dogs dog slipped out of the fence and we had to chase them around in the smouldering heat and I just laughed about it. Little did I know that I would soon need a padded cell.

I was trying to fix Victoria's NG tube when the phone rang. I told everyone NOT to answer it, which only made them grab for it faster. It was the IRS. Even though I haven't violated any rules (that I know of), I immediately started to sweat. My dog, Isaac, sensing that I was stressed, decided he had to go outside immediately. He started barking and clawing frantically at the door. Catherine instantly became dehydrated and yelled that she would die if she didn't have water right now. The IRS guy was saying something very serious about some forms with lots of numbers in them. Anastasia was arguing with Isabella about who threw a doll in the toilet. Elliot was loading the dishwasher by dropping the plates into the racks from a standing position.
"Can you repeat that?", I asked Mr.IRS sweetly. He sounded a little annoyed, but he started over.

Then, Victoria's NG tube totally came out of her nose. I mean, it just slid right out onto the floor. Victoria doesn't cry much, but she was a mess of snot and tears. All I could hear was the blood pounding in my head.

I sprinted to the bathroom, hoping for some quiet. Then I saw something that caused me to loose my marbles. We were out of toilet paper. How could life possibly go on if I had to try to figure out how I was going to get to the store today to get toilet paper! I just could not manage it. I dropped the phone and let out a primal scream.

The kids all laughed (they had followed me into the bathroom).

The phone went dead.

I feel much better now. I wonder if the IRS will call back? I like to think I gave the IRS guy a little zing to his routine.

Anyone else ever freak out about something small?


  1. LOL - all the time! Good thing Jesus is in the forgiveness business and I'm not in charge ;)

  2. Um.. Nope..lol. You're entitled to blow off a little steam. I wanted to blow up today but the company I was after doesn't have a phone # they do everything through chat. Somehow it's just not the same that way. So I went shopping. A little retail therapy can fix just about anything. ;o)

  3. nope. Next time lock the bathroom door....works a little better even if they are banging on it.

  4. I freak out a lot about everything (type A here). Any single event you just described would about do me in for a primal scream. Taken all together, I'd need to lock myself in a room with earplugs and eat most of a bag of Hershey kisses with almonds.
    Have you ever thought about writing a book...someday? Seriously, you have a great humor style :)

  5. I'm surprised you've lasted this long without a breakdown! Praying you feel Jesus' arms wrapped around you tonight!

  6. Oh, somehow I knew as I started reading this one, that the NG tube was involved somewhere. I have to tell you, I am amazed at your calm. The freaking out in my own mind (even though I'm a pediatric nurse) at the process of replacing NG tubes in my own infant was one of the things that helped me push for a g-tube, instead! (I've never admitted that to anyone, I don't think, either.) You are a way better girl than I. :)

  7. Always the small things!!! Big things can be handled it's the small things that make me lose it. I've completely lost it over toilet paper before. Sometimes God is on my side and I notice before I start to pee. Those are the good days.

  8. Holy Cow yes! My poor kids though because here's the deal...the same "little" thing will one time just not matter and another time will make me lose it. It all depends on the order that things happen. If there has already been a bunch of crap happen (like for you in this story) then the one little thing will just send me off my rocker.

  9. I'm not so sure that was so small. NO TOILET PAPER!!!! That is bad. NG tube out..sort of a pain too. IRS guy calling, yeah, really annoying! That alone might have done it. You are such a hoot. God bless you in your crazy, everyday, busy life....I know that kind of life!

  10. After reading this, I got to come over tomorrow, or maybe tonight!!

  11. Oh. My. Goodness.

    You are do an amazing job...it may not feel like it sometimes...but you are.


  12. That doesn't sound small, but I am sure it will seem hilarious in a few months time. That's the kind of story you get a whole lot of mileage out of!
    The last two times we ran out of diapers, I realized as we were hunting for one. That's not the way to do it, I tell you.


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