I stole this from a friend of mine who posted this little skit on facebook. It made me laugh and totally reminded me of my life, in the current state it is in...
A man came home from work and found his three children outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard. The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a Cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.
A man came home from work and found his three children outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard. The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a Cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.
He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that something serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls. As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, 'What happened here today?' She again smiled and answered, 'You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world do I do all day?' 'Yes,' was his incredulous reply. She answered, 'Well, today I didn't do it.'
Why does this remind me of my life? Well, maybe this couple had a child with autism? Sounds like my house, for sure!
It just seems to me that since I've been off work, my life's been actually busier than it has been while working. All the appointments that I've had, the advocating for Dayton in his school and with CFS on board advocating beside me, I've just earned two additional appointments a week, not including the behavior specialist and CSS worker appointments or Dayton's child psychiatrist appointments which take place once a month. Check my post on How Autism Changes One's Life for more info on just how many appointments happen for a family with an autism diagnosis... Then I get home in time to pick Dayton up from the school bus, and he wants to play outside. I can not leave him unattended for even a second, which means I'm out there with him. By the time Glen comes by after work, I feel super guilty because he's worked all day, and now he has to make supper. On the odd occasion, I'm able to BBQ something and convince Dayton to play by the patio so I can make supper and still keep an eye on him and his friends.
There are days where I feel like I need to take a day off. I just feel overwhelmed. I wish I could lay in bed all day and let Dayton do as he pleases, but that's just not possible. I have however taken advantage of the sofa and my kindle, allowing him to watch TV or play a couple (or a few more, or a lot more) video games so I can "catch a break" and read. Naturally, Since I got myself my kindle, I've downloaded 11 books on education or autism... so, even reading, I'm not really "catching that break." Let's not even begin to say how much time I spend blogging. It's as though I've replaced my passion for curriculum work with blogging, LOL. I just can't seem to settle down. Then I wonder what Dayton's problem is... Poor kid never stood a chance between Glen's and my own genes.
There are days (most days) where my home looks like someone broke in but didn't find anything worth stealing. I do try to keep up with it all, but it seems as possible as shoveling snow during a snow storm. There's always someone behind me "helping" me not be bored while they're away during the day. While I appreciate their concern for my boredom, I wish they would be less concerned with my boredom and more concerned with their own.
And then Glen arrives, looks around and asks "so, ummm, what did you do all day?"
At the end of the day, I'm just grateful for the little things in life: medication, naps, and multiple personalities to help deal with it all.
And on this note, I bid you a farewell for the long weekend my friends. I'm going camping ;)
Wendy promised to take care of you all for the weekend, and I promise to have more to write on Monday. Let's hope I have some interesting topics waiting for me in my email box, so email me with a request on the topic you would like me to discuss.
autism.diva.help@gmail.com
Consider yourselves hugged,
Lou
Why does this remind me of my life? Well, maybe this couple had a child with autism? Sounds like my house, for sure!
It just seems to me that since I've been off work, my life's been actually busier than it has been while working. All the appointments that I've had, the advocating for Dayton in his school and with CFS on board advocating beside me, I've just earned two additional appointments a week, not including the behavior specialist and CSS worker appointments or Dayton's child psychiatrist appointments which take place once a month. Check my post on How Autism Changes One's Life for more info on just how many appointments happen for a family with an autism diagnosis... Then I get home in time to pick Dayton up from the school bus, and he wants to play outside. I can not leave him unattended for even a second, which means I'm out there with him. By the time Glen comes by after work, I feel super guilty because he's worked all day, and now he has to make supper. On the odd occasion, I'm able to BBQ something and convince Dayton to play by the patio so I can make supper and still keep an eye on him and his friends.
There are days where I feel like I need to take a day off. I just feel overwhelmed. I wish I could lay in bed all day and let Dayton do as he pleases, but that's just not possible. I have however taken advantage of the sofa and my kindle, allowing him to watch TV or play a couple (or a few more, or a lot more) video games so I can "catch a break" and read. Naturally, Since I got myself my kindle, I've downloaded 11 books on education or autism... so, even reading, I'm not really "catching that break." Let's not even begin to say how much time I spend blogging. It's as though I've replaced my passion for curriculum work with blogging, LOL. I just can't seem to settle down. Then I wonder what Dayton's problem is... Poor kid never stood a chance between Glen's and my own genes.
There are days (most days) where my home looks like someone broke in but didn't find anything worth stealing. I do try to keep up with it all, but it seems as possible as shoveling snow during a snow storm. There's always someone behind me "helping" me not be bored while they're away during the day. While I appreciate their concern for my boredom, I wish they would be less concerned with my boredom and more concerned with their own.
And then Glen arrives, looks around and asks "so, ummm, what did you do all day?"
At the end of the day, I'm just grateful for the little things in life: medication, naps, and multiple personalities to help deal with it all.
And on this note, I bid you a farewell for the long weekend my friends. I'm going camping ;)
Wendy promised to take care of you all for the weekend, and I promise to have more to write on Monday. Let's hope I have some interesting topics waiting for me in my email box, so email me with a request on the topic you would like me to discuss.
autism.diva.help@gmail.com
Consider yourselves hugged,
Lou
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