Funky town

I'm in a sort of funk today. I'm not really sure why. I vacillate between being very easily annoyed and not particularly caring about anything. It's a strange state of mind, and I'm not exactly sure what to do about it. The "easily annoyed part" mostly centers around my sweet baby. She loves me, as I have previously mentioned, and tries to follow me around. It's fun--for a couple minutes. But when I am trying to do things (especially fold the laundry), it's annoying. This morning I plopped her down next to Allie and I could hear them playing so cute together. Until I walked into the room. Kyla immediately got a goofy grin on her face and dashed toward me (by "dashed," I mean rolled her body onto all fours and crawled as quickly as she could, reminiscent of the turtles that keep showing up outside our house). I tried to capture the sweetness of my girls playing together for once, but this is what I got, Kyla beginning her "dash." I think she may have a career in track and field ahead of her...

After picking Damon up from school today, we had to stop at the post office on an errand from Jeff (always fun with three kids) and I decided to run into Publix and do our weekly grocery shopping. I didn't have a long list (just 12 things) and since it is so close to the post office, decided I would go ahead. I dislike grocery shopping so much, but it must be done. While I love buying food, I hate watching the total climb higher and higher than I planned and I especially dislike dealing with the three kids who have gotten completely out of control.

For most of the shopping trip, I was rutted solidly in the "not caring" frame of mind, and it didn't really bother me when I had to take Allie and Damon to the bathroom or pull Allie from the cart kicking and screaming because she wanted to sit upside down. But an hours worth of shopping can get to you (why did it take so long, I was only going in for 12 things!!), and by the end, I couldn't shove cheerios in Kyla's mouth fast enough and Allie started complaining about having to hold the bread and started squishing it. I went from not caring to annoyed in 1.1 seconds and flicked Allie's ear from behind. Don't ask where that behavior comes from, it was a total gut reaction. I felt bad after because it was neither logical nor loving, which I am trying harder to be, and then slipped back into not caring again. Strange.

I hope I bust out of this funk soon. I have a lot of fun things to look forward to--Time Out for Women is in Tallahassee this weekend and I am so excited to take a trip with some of my favorite ladies for a great weekend. Too bad it's only Monday.

Speaking of funks, these books have shown up in the mail the past few weeks, all addressed to my hard-working honey. Can you tell by the titles that someone else is in a funk too and is counting down the days until he is finished with school?

UPDATE: I wrote this yesterday, but never published it because Blogger was having some troubles. I feel better this morning. Thank goodness for mornings.