Longest Day Ever

Have you ever had one of those days that the hours seem endless?? And the madness seems just as endless?? That was my day yesterday.

1. First on my list of things to do: mail out Mother's day gifts. Nope, couldn't happen because....
2. Constant down pour of torrential rain outside. I knew by the time I got two kids out of the car and into the post office, that is after finding parking in the 5 spaces available at the post office on a Saturday...I'd be soaked, the kids would be soaked, and the packages would be soaked.
3. So, I decided I'd do some laundry, which only added to the already wet floors from the humidity of the rain.
4. I couldn't put clean clothes away in Riley's room because I hadn't packed away clothes that he's outgrown. (which seems to be a weekly event and I was several weeks behind) So that task would have to wait.
5. I decided to pull out Riley's clothes and started a big pile on the floor, only to have Riley want to take a nap, so that task was put on hold.
6. So then I decided to clean out the refrigerator (which looked like it hadn't been done in 6 months) only to have Caleb standing behind me saying. " I want juice now. I'm hungry" while he's trying to push me out of the way so he can see inside the refrigerator to scope out what he wanted.
7. I finish the refrigerator and it looks so nice and white and bright and CLEAN.
8. An hour and half later, Caleb decided to take out a juice box and blow air into it (which all moms know is a terrible mistake) and juice squirted all over the refrigerator...
9. Riley wakes up from his nap and I go finish his pack up of clothes. The question now is, "Where do I store them?"
10. And then that starts the debate in my head of: "Do I really want to have another baby?" I'm kinda at that stage where I'm thinking I really like that we're going to be done with bottles and burp clothes and changing tables soon. I could actually start getting rid of baby furniture and clothes and bouncy chairs, that kinda makes me excited, but......I don't know if I'm ready to say, I don't want anymore babies.
11. So, at this point I'm trying to stuff a bag of 6-12 month clothes into the top of Riley's closet. Of course, the next time someone opens that door, the bag of clothes will probably topple out and give that person a concussion (which will probably be Shawn and I then I'll have to hear about how disorganized I am). I am disorganized though, how does one with babies be organized? Have I ever been organized? Have I ever been able to finish tasks with some success? What is success? Successful sure does have a different definition these days. Oh my gosh, I'm getting anxious just talking about it. As long as I have waited to be a mom, nothing (NOTHING) prepares you for how your life changes with kids.
12. Anyway, this is how my day went. I won't bore you with the rest of the endlessness of it, but Caleb never changed out of his PJs and then wore them to bed again, I never got a shower or combed my hair, and the laundry never got finished.

Today, we are getting out of this house!!! I don't want to be reminded of all the things that need to be done by being surrounded by them all day!!!