Ms Elizabeth's Journal, 22 August 2023

Knock knock. Whose there? Dwayne. Dwayne who? Dwayne the lake I'm drowning. This joke has been going through my head for the last 2 days. The summer seems to have ended and I am now in the rush of getting everyone ready for the fall. #1 is getting ready to return to college. This means shopping, lots of shopping, and more college loans that make me sick to my stomach. #2 is getting ready for middle school and soccer. This means new cleats because nothing fits for more than 6 months and meeting after meeting after meeting with the school because in their minds 6th grade is a monumental event. It's not.. so now I'm annoyed. And #3 is being #3. He's my shadow that I almost trip over any time I turn around. He's nervous and disappointed to be returning to school. His birthday is this weekend. He's excited about that. He's still upset I sent him for swim lessons over the summer. It goes on.. so now I'm exhausted and wishing this old house had a closet I could hide in. Because of this and the Crumble Cookies #1 brought home after her latest shopping list I am struggling. ALOT. I don't do well with stress, being tired, or financial challenges. So excuse the lack of 3 whys yesterday. I was too tempted to find a corner to suck my thumb and rock myself in.

If that wasn't enough my gardening left a baby bunny homeless. I apologized many many many times. I thought the burrow was old. What rabbit in her right mind is having babies right now? I think I have slutty bunnies in my yard. One of the babies was left behind and didn't leave. Given me and my kids we have adopted it and now I'm bottle feeding a baby bunny. His/Her name is either thumper, jerkface, Jack, Lil Sh#&, F@cker, or Snack Pack. Bottle feeding was a little challenging and #1 was helping and plans on naming it. My 19 yr old has a very colorful mouth.

Today's 3 whys:
1. Because I feel better, stronger, and more capable of dealing with life when I treat my body well and don't eat Crumble Cookies.

2. Because of soccer moms. Personally they terrify me. They run around in their spandex pants, with yeti cups and aviator sunglasses. They kind of remind me of drill sergeants. They seem to yell encouraging things aggressively and have a troop of tiny humans with them that they can control with glares. I run a pirate ship that is under a constant state of mutiny and I think the captain has been drinking. I don't know why but I think being in better shape would help me deal with these people. I could at least live confidently knowing I can do more pushups than them.

3. Because I'm tired of being exhausted. I equal less mass to move with more energy. Hopefully this is true. If it's not don't tell me.