The Queen's Rambles

The side effect of being cooped up in the house all day is a slowly draining bank account. It’s not like the old days when being home meant your money was safe from impulse purchases. I have nothing to do but surf the internet and yell at Erik.

Btw, Kisha, Mike is so going to kick your ass. Back story for those not following comments yesterday: Kisha (same_sky), suggested I give Erik dried beans to play with. She has a sweet little girl. I have a not so sweet boy. But! I did happen to have a tub filled with a ten pound bag of dried pinto beans and various measuring cups. I also have a shower curtain that I use to cover the floor. I got this idea from another lady with a sweet little girl. Erik never gets to play with his beans because he is way too naughty.

Anyway, at first he tried really hard to keep the beans on the plastic and be appropriate. By the time ten minutes had elapsed he was over being a good boy. He piled all the beans in the center of the plastic and would launch off the couch, jumping into the middle of the beans and sending them everywhere. At this point I was so bored and cranky I didn’t even care. My only concern was that he would bruise the shit out of his knees. Isn’t there some book about a psycho mother who makes her kids kneel on dried peas and pray for hours?

All that to say, when Mike got home he had to face a house of beans, a cranky wife, and a depleted bank account.

Actually, I didn’t buy anything. Except just now I spent a nice chunk of change at Hanna Andersson, but how can I resist buying $10 shirts and dresses? I would happily pay that for used HA clothes, so scoring that price on new stuff is amazing! Elsa has a sweet Christmas dress now! How will I ever find something for Erik that matches?

This is so disjointed.

Anyway, I discovered that my brilliant plan of hanging all Elsa’s clothes is not going to work. She has way too many clothes and we don’t have enough hangers/closet space. And most of those clothes? Are newborn size. So I don’t think they’ll even be used much, if at all. Erik was way too big for the newborn size, but she’ll be early instead of late.

I think we’re going to have to get Elsa a dresser. I’ve been trying to think of ways to avoid buying one, but all our dressers are in use. My new plan is to put the changing table in our room, the dresser of fabric somewhere else (no idea where), and the clothes dresser in Erik’s room.

I’ve found two that I want. If I was a less restrained person I would have ordered one and then bore the wrath of Mikey. I knew he would say no. He should say no. The price is not in our budget. But I wants! Oh how I wants! Why can’t I have cute things?

My first choice is only about $800. Oh, how I would love to do a kids room with all this stuff! HERE. Never going to happen, though.

My second choice is a much more reasonable $600. It’s not as cute, but it would still be fun in Erik’s room HERE.

Sigh.

Guess we’ll end up going with some cheap, white dresser thing. I just want cute! Is that so wrong?

Thank you guys for all the comments and conversations yesterday! It really did help the day go by faster, though I have to admit that by six o’clock I was crying and frustrated. I just wanted to be left alone, but do you think my son knows how to leave me alone? “But mommy, I just love you and want you and want to sit with you!”

At least Mike is home today, though he plans to hole up and write a paper. He’s supposed to present this paper at a space conference in April. Ha! I guess his boss or one of his co-workers can present it.