The Law of Attraction = like attracts like, originating from your thoughts…
Okay you all know what a great mood I have been in over the last 2 days. Banging my head against the wall, crying and hiding out in the HUMMER all because of a bunch of
All of this negative energy that I have been giving out returned to me in a BIG way – this is my story.
I get a text that read “where are you – we are waiting” – oh crap, time got away from me and I forgot about picking the girls up at tennis practice – “on the way!”
I get the girls then head to the daycare to pick up Doodlebug. He is still wearing the clothes and underwear that he left wearing that morning, so I am sarcastically happy. (He’s potty training and that meant NO accidents - yay!) We arrive home and I begin texting Mr. Strong about supper.
No answer, No answer, No answer. (I don’t know if I have ever written before how this “no answer” is a HUGE pet peeve of mine and I have NO patience for it…)
I text him and he finally replies that his phone was charging. Umm okay. I ask about supper and he says that he is “on his way” – but really that meant he was still busy dove hunting and cleaning birds and it wouldn’t be another few hours before he was home. (I learned a few hours later…)
Okay - I look in the fridge, I look in the pantry and no food seems to be materializing out of thin air, so I HAD to go to the store. Oh man! Fine! Grrrrrrrr!
I grab my keys and Doodlebug runs up to me with his arms stretched out – “I go – I go!” I bend down and all of a sudden this horrible mouth watering, makes you want to gag smell comes from him. “Are you dirty?” I check – he is NOT – but I can’t believe something that AWFUL came out of him in the form of a tiny little poot. Someone at daycare must have fed him milk or cheese or some other product with lactose in it because that JUST WASN”T RIGHT!
I tell Kitty to watch him and I would be right back.
When I returned with my 8 course meal: Chili, wieners, buns, cheese, onions, mustard, Fritos and bean dip – I was met at the door with that – that – that SMELL again!!!!!!! OMG – gag, gag!
“Kitty, where is your brother?”
“He is in there.”
I start cooking the chili and wieners on the stove and march through the living room yelling “Get up and spray something!” and stopped dead in my tracks! “WHAT IS THAT? WHAT IS THAT! WHAT! IS! THAT!???????????????”
At that moment, Doodlebug comes shuffling out of the bathroom with his pants around his ankles and toilet paper in his hand.
“KITTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I THOUGHT YOU WERE WATCHING HIM?!”
Doodlebug comes up to me and Kiki comes out of her room saying that he has it all over his butt and it’s running down his legs…(yes, thank you – like I can’t see that myself!) I yell at her to clean up the crap (literally) on the floor and she turns around and asked “why is there water coming from under the door in the bathroom?”
WHAT – WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!??????????????????? NO, NO NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
I yell at Kitty to get Doodlebug and start cleaning him up without getting it ANYWHERE else!
I go open the bathroom door and the toilet is overflowing from the roll of toilet paper Doodlebug has shoved down the toilet! I yell at Kiki to “grab the plunger!” I begin to roll up my pant legs and take off my suit jacket, because who the hell wants to look good wearing a suit plunging a freaking toilet! So here I am, wearing 4 inch stilettos, pants jacked up to my knees, jacket off and trying to plunge the toilet with a $1.99 plunger that won’t quit folding backwards! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
I finally get the stupid plunger to work and notice that Kiki is just staring at me and Kitty is in the living room trying to clean Doodlebug with him standing up and bent over with his hands on the ground like this /\ and he is laughing and playing and singing "booty, booty!"
“WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT – GET THE SHIT CLEANED UP OFF THE FLOOR!” “KITTY! LAY HIM DOWN AND CLEAN HIM UP ENOUGH TO GET HIM INTO THE BATHTUB – WHAT ARE YOU THINKING!”
Kiki proceeds to grab a towel – “what are you going to do with that - what?” "really?" “USE SOME TOILET PAPER AND FLUSH IT DOWN THE TOILET – WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU!?”
I’m trying to clean the dirty toilet water off the floor in the bathroom and Kitty yells at me, “Mom, something is burning!”
“What – oh shittttttttttttttttttt!” So here I go in 4 inch stilletos, trying to hurtle over Kiki who is bent down cleaning Doodlebug’s poop off the floor, then up and over Doodlebug and Kitty in the living room and finally into the smoke filled kitchen where the wieners are black and the chili is burnt to the bottom of the pan.
I turn everything off and lean on the counter.
“Why me? Why me? Have I really been that negative this week? Have I metaphorically SHIT on someone or something that I am not aware of? Where did I go wrong…..!”
Breathe…breathe…breathe…
I walked back through the house silently reviewing everything that just happened…
After another 20 minutes - Doodlebug was happy and bathed, the floor was scrubbed and cleaned, and supper was burnt crusted hot dogs. Luckily my whole house is laid with tile floors – no washing – other than Doodlebug’s shorts and socks.
I went to bed that night with tears in my eyes and as much as I could have been mad and cursing at Mr. Strong (when he finally did arrive) for not coming home and taking us OUT to eat, I just let it go…I let it go with all the other pent-up negativity that I was feeling, because NO WAY IN HELL am I going through this again!
So to everyone today – I wish you all happiness, laughter and prosperity, so that I may receive them all back in return!
Wow! That was a horrific day! Holy moly! I'm amazed that you were able to let it go and try to use it postively. Way to go! I'll remember this next time I think *I'm* having a bad day lol!
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